Mine

You will be mine, you will be mine

All mine

In another dream, another sweet time

Just me and some puppy eyes

Free birds with no ties

Silver hair and no golden ring

The softest dream a night can bring

Deep night, sticky fight

Bribing Gods for more delight

Chasing sleep to hear your voice

And for my heart to rejoice

From your eyes the blues beam

The lightest dark I’ve ever seen

Long fingers call my name

I shakily accept the game

You will be mine, you will be mine,

All mine

Once again under the moonshine

You will eat from my hand

With our feet warm in the sand.

[Your puppy blue eyes take me to oblivion]

The Postcard

Castaway on this town of sunshine

Devoid of spirit, lacking of song

A postcard on the outside

Just a card on the inside

Like a white-gowned scolded bride.

Shades of orange and dim blue

Frisky nights of lovers lost

Innocence gone towards the horizon

Nothing to expect, nothing to lose

Just the part of a fairy left to abuse.

This town is my paradise hole

Everyone else is on the ground

Two feet below is where I stay

Detached from the sparkle and heat

Deriding their happiness to an industrial beat.