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Da me a tua maoDá me a tua mão,
Deixa-me pô-la na minha face,
Sentes este calor?
É o que sinto por ti.
Deixa me pousá-la no meu peito.
Sentes esta batida descontrolada?
É o efeito que tens em mim.
Deixa-me levar te dentro de mim
para lá das máscaras e dos sorrisos sociais.
Sente o tremer dos meus joelhos
quando te aproximas de mim,
o arrepio a percorrer-me a espinha
quando me falas ao ouvido,
as borboletas no meu estômago,
quando me olhas no fundo dos olhos
e o nó na minha garganta
quando quero expressar o quanto te quero.
Dá me a tua mão,
deixa-me pô-la na minha,
e entrelaçar os teus dedos com os meus
no silêncio, no escuro, num lugar só nosso.
Sentes esta força?
É o laço inexplicável que me une a ti.
QueroQuero abraço, calor, carinho, amasso.
um fôlego quente na minha nuca,
deitar na relva com a sombra de uma cara por cima da minha.
Quero paixão, daquela que me deixa com os joelhos a tremer,
quero prazer de uma carícia nos meus recantos mais escondidos
quero não ter de explicar o quanto gosto que me mexam aqui,
mesmo aqui no fundo das costas.
Quero lamber dedos com malícia
e olhar sugestivamente por cima dos meus óculos.
Quero sentir uma mão na minha face durante um beijo
com língua, e mordidelas no lábio e arrepios na espinha.
Quero me entregar no abandono de uma noite de sexo escaldante
que se transforma em mais uma queca matinal ainda rouca da noite anterior
antes de ir trabalhar de directa com o meu corpo ainda a pulsar de deleite
e quero tentar não corar e rir qual adolescente quando me lembrar de tudo à frente de pessoas
e suspirar por mais, e aiar sem que ninguém saiba por quem.
If you'd let meIf you’d let me, I would swim in the black sea of your hair…
engulfed by the sweetness of your smell,
with the air of you everywhere like seaweeds surrounding me.
I would drown in the darkness of your eyes
and not care if there was no way back from this bottomless well
of wisdom and compassion.
Please I beg of you, look at me once more.
Like that first time…
That way, like you could have saved my soul.
Like I am one worth saving.
If you’d let me, like your quiet little cat,
I would curl into a little ball of person on your lap.
and purr appreciative of your warmth and caresses
just like there was a little humanity left inside me
lighting up when I’m around you.
Please, I beg of you, embrace me once more.
Like that first time…
That way, like you could keep my life from draining
Like I am one worth living.
Midsummer Night's DreamThe sun sets on my heart, I can see a faint glow coming from the hills.
I want to leave my closed up room.
roam around in the night to go after that faint light
it looks so quiet and constant no bright flashes, no neons, just a guiding light in the darkness
a milky way rising on the horizon. leading my eyes to the stars.
without realizing it I feel my feet in the water,
In this pond in the dark I see your light like a star shining down on me.
are you looking for me in the dark too?
or am I the only one trying to reach the other side?
I grasp with my hand as far as I can to try and catch your light
And I wake up with a sun beam on my face like you were never there.
Like darkness never existed at all.
And the memory of your light fades
so I won’’t miss you in the sunlight.
Through The Looking GlassI just wanted to follow you through the looking glass,
and see what was on the other side...
I wished so hard you’d take me down that rabbit hole with you,
but you never invited me in for tea...
so by myself, I just kept dreaming about it,
I kept imagining it, to save my life.
To give me something to wake up for every morning.
Expectations of a very merry unbirthday of sorts,
and all of our “maybe-nothings”, “certainly-not-somethings”,
pulled me back to life.
Picturing myself on the other side of the mirror,
in that make believe world, just kept me alive.
The hard part was waking up by the river bank,
figuring that all this was but a dream
and having no one to share it with.
Because that loving, caring, version of you,
had stayed on the other side of this mirror I now sat in font of,
watching the sparkle of pearly tears falling ever so slowly into the abyss of my chest.
Preciso do cheiro da tua peleNão fales, não olhes para mim...
Aliás, fecha os olhos
Dá me só dois segundos! enquanto eu sinto o teu respirar ofegante
no meu lábio húmido.
Deixa-me passar a mão pela tua barba por fazer
Enquanto a outra vagueia entre o teu peito e os teus ombros.
Não tenho coragem...
Sinto o teu corpo estremecer quando hesitante suspiro no teu pescoço
perto da tua orelha...
Abres os olhos, traído,
pegas na minha mão, como quem se defende de um estalo.
e afastas o teu corpo do meu
Quero dizer algo engraçado, para esconder o meu embaraço,
mas as minhas faces ruborizam-se
e os meus olhos se enchem de lagrimas
antes mesmo que o som saia da minha boca entreaberta.
Fitas-me, encaras-me nos olhos, incrédulo, num segundo que dura horas.
Quero morrer de vergonha e a todo o custo procuro a minha cara impassível e estóica.
Mas as pernas querem ceder-se-me debaixo desta sens
Dark HorseIt didn't even feel like falling.
The air around us was so light.
Might as well have been dying.
Gravity suddenly reversing.
While in my head I took flight.
Charming doesn't quite describe it.
Wilting? Old-fashioned? maybe fusty.
With no need for a friend like me.
You just catered to your hollow.
I made you out to be this dark horse.
Expecting the unexpected from you.
'cause between us I felt this intense force.
Except in my heart deep down I knew,
You were no knight in shining armor.
Now you've dropped it on the floor.
But once given, no takebacks, no encores,
A broken heart won't grow back, there's no cure.
Although with smiles I proceed and pretend
Some things, alas! You cannot mend.
Blue RoomI, I sleep in your bed
but now it don't feel the same
for you, was it just pretend?
were we always only friends?
In your blue room
he, he came into your life
I helped him tell you something nice
you knew he was quite the catch
even I thought he was a match
in your blue room
but the softness of your skin, I can still remember
the sweet smell of your head just under the covers.
You don't know what you've got 'till it's gone
and I, I sleep in your bed
but it don't feel the same
You, after all the times we shared
still belong to another man
in your blue room
Cold Polite WestNo sleep
In the desert of your eyes.
That deep stare down
A duel of hearts
Where the last man standing
Is no winner at all...
Whips to the flesh
Cut deep through the soul
In this silent bloodshed
Both aiming for the heart
Stone cold killers
Addicted to Messy Kisses (Visual) I want to sit on the
roof top in your boxers and kiss
you while listening to you telling me about
the stars that made the constellations on my
face. I want to kiss you when you photograph me,
because that's what I want to remember: loving you
endlessly and boundlessly. I want to kiss you when you
are too tired and too drunk, and watch you slobbering all
over me, while I laugh in your breath on my lips. I want to
kiss you in libraries, when you'll blush and tell me to sto
organized chaosHis brain's like
reflecting muted light.
His brain is architecturally sound,
with perfect corners
organized into neat sections,
metal cutting the spectrum
into cautious pieces.
He tells me he's nothing.
He tells me that he's grown up
from the cracks in the sidewalk
like a dandelion,
and he's been waiting his whole life
for someone to come along
and blow his fucking head off.
He tells me he comes from a bad place,
and I nod
when all I want to do is shake him
and remind him
that everything beautiful
must grow up out of the dirt.
I wanted to write you a lovesong.i.
Summer rain has nothing
on the sound of your laugh,
little pinpricks of sunshine
lounging across the cobbled
streets of midnight,
cooled grey eyes, shining
tears of nightlights
glowing like stars in your cheeks;
in darkened archways,
hollow stone walls
reverberating through my skull --
back to earth, loving
taking root under the city floor,
breathing across cool hands
in warmer songs, notes
bundled under my sheets
thoughts that last all night
and drift between the rafters
of my chest
wanting at last;
pure, starry sky and
dawn rolls down the mountainside,
turrets and towers
crinkle-eyed smile batters
falling -- falling --
more delicate than down
softly into the clouds.
one life into another
the moon has sunk
into my soul; I am losing
but the bloodl
BloodlustIn our private heaven
We satisfy our bloodlust
By breaking each other's skin
With a shinny blade
And tasting the crimson flow
The flow of life
A life of lust and love
The love we feel
For each other
A bloody and guilty love
Of voluntary wounds
And beautiful scars
Our reason to live
Our dirty secret
A secret we both carry
With great pleasure
The only way
We can feel happiness
Lover, I will try to forget you.The moon is braiding
her sighs into my hair
as I tell her 'I
dislike the thought
of being perfect.
Even more because
I always tried for him.'
There is turbulence
in these bones as he
ghosts past me and
into the skyline.
Perhaps it is time
I stop following.
Two LilliesI found my soul,
in a white lily atop a hill,
a red wine sunset
splashed against the sky.
My heart felt her before
I could see,
the flower strongly rooted
petals blowing with a battle cry
against the wind.
The gusts overtime,
testing and strengthening
the precious growth
roots sewn deep.
I sat beside,
your petals open wide
nothing left to hide,
shades of white
despite the soil you came from.
Yet alone you sit
a secret scent,
for me to enjoy
as I read a book,
and talk to you about everything and nothing.
Late into the night.
dew like tear drops,
and I couldn't take you home with me
but I would return again,
Until the day I join you.
How the waves tasted your anklesSince you are the only sailor
of the sea that my moon-
child eyes so easily bleed,
I crumble to shoreline pieces
every time I press my lips
to half-neglected sea glass,
haunted by visions of the way
you rolled cherries on your tongue.
StarsYou fill me up with bubbles,
dreams and futures floating for me.
Using a line of chalk to draw my life plans on me,
outlining where we can go together.
Stars scribbled across my forehead,
highway across my belly.
Breathing in the cars, making a map of our love.
Esperei uma eternidade para te ver passar...
Esperei uma eternidade para te ver passar...
E quando chegaste, ainda à distância, sorriste, e o tempo parou.
Olhaste me no fundo dos olhos e deixaste me com arrepios na espinha...
Sem nunca perceberes que tinhas estado no meu coração esta eternidade,
que ele acelerou quando te deixaste abraçar.
E que quase parou quando foste embora
sem me dares a esperança de te poder voltar a ver.
Tinhas tido um dia, uma semana, um mês, um semestre louco,
E ainda me perguntaste com tanta paciência como estava a minha vida louca.
Ouviste me falar e desconversar o tempo todo
Sem nunca desconfiares de que o que eu queria era comunicar contigo sem palavras
e que ansiava pelo toque da tua pele, como o deserto por água,
e pelo sopro do teu fôlego ao meu ouvido como a canção mais doce da noite.
Por mais que sempre me tenhas pedido para te contar o que sinto e o que vivo,
Ainda não estás preparado para me ouvires falar do como me fazes sen
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