Thursday 25 May 2006
Thursday 18 May 2006
10
10. Someone who can’t take their eyes off me. Everything else around them is a blur and all they can see is me. There’s a fiery glow around the edges of my body. They think I’m an angel.
9. Someone who loves me so much they’d do anything to be with me. They’d drive 250 miles to spend 30 minutes with me, and then drive 250 miles back again. They’d spend any money they have to come and see me.
8. Someone who thinks of me when they see or hear something. They’ll see a flower and bring it to me. They’ll send me a text message when they hear a song they know I like. They’ll buy me a packet of sweets because they think it’ll make me smile. Wherever they go without me they pick up souvenirs for me, like boxes of matches, and I know they were thinking about me.
7. Someone who knows what I’ll say before I say it. They’ll see me looking at them and they’ll respond before I even speak. They’ll know when to ask if everything’s alright. They’ll know not to ask when I look at them a certain way
6. Someone who knows what I’ll buy when I walk into a shop. They see an outfit and imagine me standing there in front of them, at the bar with a glass in my hand. They’ll know exactly how I want to feel in each outfit. They’ll know exactly how to talk to me.
5. Someone who loves the way I never let my guard down. My cards always pressed tightly against my chest. It doesn’t matter to them. They can see through the cards, but they let me believe it’s all a secret anyway.
4. Someone who can define every blink, every sigh, every touch, every smile. We can talk to each other in this way.
3. Someone who is so amazed by the way we make love that they want part of us to stay connected all night. They sleep with their arms around me; their mouth in my hair; their heart beating against my back. In the morning I can feel him against me and I know. Warm, gentle love.
2. Someone who wishes they didn’t think about things so far into the future. Wishes they didn’t see us being together forever. Wishes they didn’t want to wake up with me every morning now and for the rest of our lives. Someone who worries that they’re no match. Worries they’ll never make me as happy as someone else could.
1. Someone who looks across a crowded room and sees me instantly. Who knows how beautiful I am from the other side of the room. Who thinks that no one could compare.
With or without glasses.
9. Someone who loves me so much they’d do anything to be with me. They’d drive 250 miles to spend 30 minutes with me, and then drive 250 miles back again. They’d spend any money they have to come and see me.
8. Someone who thinks of me when they see or hear something. They’ll see a flower and bring it to me. They’ll send me a text message when they hear a song they know I like. They’ll buy me a packet of sweets because they think it’ll make me smile. Wherever they go without me they pick up souvenirs for me, like boxes of matches, and I know they were thinking about me.
7. Someone who knows what I’ll say before I say it. They’ll see me looking at them and they’ll respond before I even speak. They’ll know when to ask if everything’s alright. They’ll know not to ask when I look at them a certain way
6. Someone who knows what I’ll buy when I walk into a shop. They see an outfit and imagine me standing there in front of them, at the bar with a glass in my hand. They’ll know exactly how I want to feel in each outfit. They’ll know exactly how to talk to me.
5. Someone who loves the way I never let my guard down. My cards always pressed tightly against my chest. It doesn’t matter to them. They can see through the cards, but they let me believe it’s all a secret anyway.
4. Someone who can define every blink, every sigh, every touch, every smile. We can talk to each other in this way.
3. Someone who is so amazed by the way we make love that they want part of us to stay connected all night. They sleep with their arms around me; their mouth in my hair; their heart beating against my back. In the morning I can feel him against me and I know. Warm, gentle love.
2. Someone who wishes they didn’t think about things so far into the future. Wishes they didn’t see us being together forever. Wishes they didn’t want to wake up with me every morning now and for the rest of our lives. Someone who worries that they’re no match. Worries they’ll never make me as happy as someone else could.
1. Someone who looks across a crowded room and sees me instantly. Who knows how beautiful I am from the other side of the room. Who thinks that no one could compare.
With or without glasses.
Friday 12 May 2006
making love
Surely there's a point when there's just nothing left inside either party. And then where does the love come from?
It's just sex. It feels like love and emotion but it's really just body parts that fit together nicely.
And any two people can fit together for a night.
I was naive to think that it should mean something.
It doesn't.
My hands are tied
My body bruised, he's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
It's just sex. It feels like love and emotion but it's really just body parts that fit together nicely.
And any two people can fit together for a night.
I was naive to think that it should mean something.
It doesn't.
My hands are tied
My body bruised, he's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
Sunday 7 May 2006
acrobat
You've got to catch an early plane
And it's no surprise I'm standing still
Another minute more is all I need
I'll never have enough
This room gets so cold in the winterW
hat will it take to heat this house?
I just want to feel comfortable
When there's only the two of us in my bed
My foot nearly brushes your leg
I can't draw it away
I can't push it forward
It lies stranded
It belongs to someone else
We knew each other once
This can't be what you want
But you didn't have to demolish me
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I am not an acrobat
I cannot perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
The sky is often used as a metaphor
I suppose it's because it's so big and expansive
When a long strand of cloud sits just above the horizon
Leaving a strip of clear blue beneath it
It becomes the panorama
And you turn your head 360 degrees
And the same line follows you round
If the land is sufficiently flat
Really nothing can be compared to it
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
Your needs
I am not an acrobat
I cannot perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
I am not an acrobat
I cant perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
And it's no surprise I'm standing still
Another minute more is all I need
I'll never have enough
This room gets so cold in the winterW
hat will it take to heat this house?
I just want to feel comfortable
When there's only the two of us in my bed
My foot nearly brushes your leg
I can't draw it away
I can't push it forward
It lies stranded
It belongs to someone else
We knew each other once
This can't be what you want
But you didn't have to demolish me
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I am not an acrobat
I cannot perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
The sky is often used as a metaphor
I suppose it's because it's so big and expansive
When a long strand of cloud sits just above the horizon
Leaving a strip of clear blue beneath it
It becomes the panorama
And you turn your head 360 degrees
And the same line follows you round
If the land is sufficiently flat
Really nothing can be compared to it
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
I don't remember losing sight of your needs
Your needs
I am not an acrobat
I cannot perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
I am not an acrobat
I cant perform these tricks for you
Losing all my balance
Falling from a wire made for you
Tuesday 2 May 2006
if, don't, please, promise
If you leave, don't leave now
Please don't take my heart away
Promise me just one more night
Then we'll go our separate ways
We've always had time on our sides
Now it's fading fast
Every second every moment
We've gotta make it last
I touch you once
I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd still be friends, someday
If you leave I won't cry
I won't waste a single day
But if you leave don't look back
I'll be running the other way
Seven years went under the bridge
Like time was standing still
Heaven knows what happens now
You've got to you gotta say you will
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd meet again, someday
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd still be friends
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd meet again, someday
If you leaveIf you leaveIf you leave
Don't look backDon't look back
Please don't take my heart away
Promise me just one more night
Then we'll go our separate ways
We've always had time on our sides
Now it's fading fast
Every second every moment
We've gotta make it last
I touch you once
I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd still be friends, someday
If you leave I won't cry
I won't waste a single day
But if you leave don't look back
I'll be running the other way
Seven years went under the bridge
Like time was standing still
Heaven knows what happens now
You've got to you gotta say you will
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd meet again, someday
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd still be friends
I touch you once I touch you twice
I won't let go at any price
I need you now like I needed you then
You always said we'd meet again, someday
If you leaveIf you leaveIf you leave
Don't look backDon't look back
Monday 1 May 2006
bluest light
i don't really know what to say today...
last night's hotel was scary. a sunflower inspired bedhead with green and brown bed sheets. there was a salvation army across the street. an itching sensation that lasted all night. there's a channel a bit like men & motors that plays english films on a night time. last night it was bad boys. saturday night it was you've got mail.
saturday's hotel was a lot nicer. van der valk. white walls, blue furniture, white curtains, big white bathroom. a huge toucan stencilled onto the wall... i couldn't sleep that night. i kept waking up and noticing the blueness of the room.
it made me think of berlin. that was one of my most vivid memories of that night. light from outside pouring in through the window and the mesh white curtains. falling on the white walls and the white sheets. falling on your skin. lighting up our faces. that's why i hate it when you turn off number 5.
i'm constantly stopping myself from turning around and pointing to the pretty gardens by the canal. telling you how i prefer the dom to big ben. showing you how the mint smells in the herb garden.
there's a peek & cloppenburg here. the coffee tastes like it did at that bakery near our hotel. there's a park just outside of the city calles julianapark. it's got a lake like the one in berlin.
it all just makes me sad though.
dutch people have big foreheads.
last night's hotel was scary. a sunflower inspired bedhead with green and brown bed sheets. there was a salvation army across the street. an itching sensation that lasted all night. there's a channel a bit like men & motors that plays english films on a night time. last night it was bad boys. saturday night it was you've got mail.
saturday's hotel was a lot nicer. van der valk. white walls, blue furniture, white curtains, big white bathroom. a huge toucan stencilled onto the wall... i couldn't sleep that night. i kept waking up and noticing the blueness of the room.
it made me think of berlin. that was one of my most vivid memories of that night. light from outside pouring in through the window and the mesh white curtains. falling on the white walls and the white sheets. falling on your skin. lighting up our faces. that's why i hate it when you turn off number 5.
i'm constantly stopping myself from turning around and pointing to the pretty gardens by the canal. telling you how i prefer the dom to big ben. showing you how the mint smells in the herb garden.
there's a peek & cloppenburg here. the coffee tastes like it did at that bakery near our hotel. there's a park just outside of the city calles julianapark. it's got a lake like the one in berlin.
it all just makes me sad though.
dutch people have big foreheads.
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