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Song of Dance
A song is like a bird, flying through the trees
Or like a snowfall
With a bit of a breeze
But nothing compares to
My song
The song of dance
With my feet
Stomping loud
I feel in a trance
When I dance
In front
Of
The crowd
Today I feel...
Like I should be in a room.
A room with no sound, no feeling.
Feelings hurt.
Colliding lights,
One white, one black.
Black wont change,
Neither will white!
Is white right?
Wake up. Do you see?
The air is invisible,
But it is still there.
Naked flowery
flowers, always flimsy flow.
Flow with the flowers.
Haikus for Adém
Sun sets on the town
Night owls fly to see you
Mixing it up hard
Where is the music?
Flying in colors all about
while the speakers bump
Dancers dance all night
The sun comes up and you say:
"I love you my fans!"
Drop that mother fuckin’ bass
I want to shake my ass all over the place
Bump bump bump
Here we go!
This is what it’s all about...
The after show.
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Piano
A hammer hits the strings, there is mystery
there, coming out through my fingers.
Everlasting joy and happiness comes out from
the chords of wisdom.
The scales of delight are there when I am
bored with my other self,
The self that contains only utter lonely silence.
love of my life
A piano...
Is the instrument of my soul...
Without it I feel so alone...
My fingers dancing on the keys...
Gives me such great pleasure...
I try to cope without it...
Even if for a few seconds...
Dusk appears...
And I see my self...
At my piano...
I whisper to it...
I love you...
Never leave me...
For I want you to be here...
So I can see you...
And you can see me...
Forever...
You...
The love of my life...
Wind, Fire, Water, Birds
Wind on the fire
Birds on the trees.
My hand on the water
So I will sleep at ease.
Fire on the trees
Birds in the wind
Myself with the water
Together we will catch the fire,
The one dancing along the trees.
Water over fire
Birds once again in the trees.
Finally! Now I may sleep at ease.
Swift black lace skirts healing
hearts...stopped time, seconds, minutes...
Then it is over.
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