Posts Tagged ‘Falling in Love’
Brick Lane Graffiti
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
We met that evening
In the ICA cinema
Your hands were so warm
My heart began to thawThey say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
It’s been brighter since I’ve met you
Is my conclusion drawnIn the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
In the dark at the Green Note
Music floated in the air
Later we kissed and travelled North
As you moved your hand through my hairWe swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
We swim in dirty water
Sometimes we feel sick
Some say we’re too sensitive
But I wouldn’t change us a bitWe travelled through London
We saw better by bus
We travelled through London
We saw better by bus
On to Brick Lane graffiti
I love many things about us
Breathe
You searched the world for me
And then you found me
And then you liked me
And then you showed me your heart
And then you called out to me
And then you invaded me
And butterflies arose in me
And our love affair did startSo…Breathe, Breathe and let it go
I’m down now on all fours
My head is on the floorYou rose up to meet me
You suddenly reached out for me
You connected with me
Somewhere deep in the heart of me
That night you were so serene
That night you were a queen
That night you somehow fitted me
That night your words they captured meSo…Breathe, Breathe and let it go
I’m down now on all fours
My head is on the floorI was falling into the sea
But then you caught me
You began to heal me
You began to love me
And then we were smiling
And then we were loving
And then we were living
But then we were dreamingSo…Breathe, Breathe and let it go
I’m down now on all fours
My head is on the floor
The Healing had Begun
You caught me as I was falling
Out of the mist there rose the sun
As I climbed back on high
I felt the healing had begunI began to mend the cracks
Yesterday darkness might’ve won
But today I was strong enough
Now the healing had begunYou have so much love to give
You had little time to give me some
I wish I could’ve given you more
Now the healing has begunIn the past you were chosen
This time I was the one
You filled me up with love
Until the healing had begunYour smile I will remember
Your love and your fun
I’ll always remember the dream
And how the healing had begun
Broken Hearted Again
I ain’t afraid to say it
I’m broken hearted again
And if you read this
Know that it ain’t your sin
I guess we tried
But trying don’t always win
I’ve learnt another lesson
Broken hearted againI really thought we’d found
That which we all seek
A love that’s so strong
A love so pure and deep
But we fell off the horse
Just after we were to begin
Now we’re hurt and sore
Broken hearted againWe wrote and we spoke
Many times a day
But now there’s too much silence
So many things in the way
So many barriers raised
Is this what reality brings?
It’s an old familiar feeling
Broken hearted againWill you curl into a ball?
Into a foetal position?
Protect yourself from harm?
With controlled decisions?
You said we are twins
We feel everything the same
Do we still have a chance?
Broken hearted againI regret some things
But only how we played
We moved so fast and free
Should’ve used some scripts instead
Oh.. I loved the feeling
And the deep connection we gained
We’re brave but we lost our grip
Broken hearted again
Black Dog
I thought this wouldn’t rhyme
Cos what I say ain’t so pretty
I try to be open and honest
And accept the truth about me
I’ve had good times in my life
And I’ve had my share of luck
I remember your honesty last night
You called me a lost, stuck, fuckFrom the open dopamine dream
To the wary cool reality
From all the perfect imaginings
To the differences we could see
And the ghosts of your past
Strewn, growling, around me
To push me away from you
From what I wanted it to beWas your gaze just too strong?
Or too much wariness in you?
Were you just too controlled?
Or no passion for me in you?
My head gave wise counsel
I listened to my heart more
To the contract we wrote online
And our horse so nearly bornI tried time and time again
But I wasn’t keeping score
Who owned these barriers?
I did not know anymore
Did I even know what I was doing?
Was I trying to fix what was wrong?
Was something broken and disconnected?
Did Brexit and your art just not belong?Is that a black dog growling?
Some dark guardian over you?
In the still, grey, wet, Winter’s day?
With dead leaves stuck like glue?
The water leaked from the vase
Of flowers that I gave you
My champagne lay unopened
Forgotten and unloved tooThis now requires some reset
To go right back near the start
We found we know each other
Painfully, only in some parts
We don’t love each other yet
But we could still be the one
I grieve for that lost dream
And for all that’s suddenly gone
Dopamine Dream
I left you smiling
In your sleep
It was the end of a night so surreal
We never touched
We never kissed
But you said you would dream of meYou suddenly reached
You suddenly connected
Somewhere deep in the heart of me
My butterflies flew
My heart beat faster
Then it was only you I could seeEarlier I questioned
And you never once flinched
You answered so honest and true
I felt so strange
Like I had touched the sides
Somewhere deep inside of youThis was a dream
Some dopamine dream
Where endorphins rise and rush
I felt your serenity
Over thousands of miles
Your connection made my face blushYou rose to meet me
To somehow fit me
To articulate so confident and true
The power of your words
The beauty of your words
Fills me with butterflies anewNow this is living
Now this is playing
This is life so far from the shelf
Our beautiful friendship
Is such a wonder
That I never dreamt it for myself
Fabulous Women
I’ve met them, those fabulous women, working on their quest
All beautiful, all wonderful and dressed to look their best
We’re all such good people and gentle in this context
But we move on disappointed, resignedly to the nextThey look at me carefully and I watch them sift and weigh
They measure everything, every movement and word I say
Their body language speaks and quietly it tells me all
They lean back but often times, it’s I not they who fallsI see the masks and barriers, that they hold up before
As I pull them down, somewhat roughly, and I ask to, please, see more
Why am I so impatient, so quick to find their core?
Most are happy on the ocean, I’m so hungry for the shoreThey need to feel safe, and trust takes time, that’s clear
Brick by brick we build trust, to replace barriers and fear
Trust is calm predictability and it’s not chaotic change
There’s a responsibility to open, to teach and to arrangeI find that barriers often cause, more barriers to be raised
Or we lower and raise them, out of sync instead of phased
We advance and then retreat, hurt with every misread signal-bruise
This relationship between us, is always both of ours to loseAuthenticity is what we seek, and that better version of ourselves
We can bravely play in the jungle, or observe from barren shelves
Of course, sometimes we’ll get hurt, and sometimes we will fall
But better to have tried and failed, than never to have ventured at all
Wild Horses
I held your hand, as you grabbed mine
Our fearful hearts, ready to intertwine
And we rode a horse, fast and wild
We held on as the sun, rose and smiledSometimes the film, ain’t as good as the book
And long distance, just can’t beat a good look
Or the touch of your hand, as the trees fly by
Or the kiss on your neck, as you heave a sighTrust is still, a multilayered thing
As brick on brick, we patiently bring
We open to each other, tongues brush lips
We move in motion, the horse, our hipsThere then came a time, of rain and storm
You face so worried, and your body so worn
We finally fell, with both or none to blame
Different lives now, our quest remains
When You were Kind
I remember my house by the beach
We looked at the waves for hours
And the moon appeared among the stars
We listened to the music that became ours
Your father and mother were gone
And you were now on your own
I guess my noisy family and I
Made you feel less aloneYou introduced me to Italy
To Venice, Florence and Rome
You were well travelled
I’d spent most of my time at home
I hated the Italian drivers
The Pont de Vecchio looked third world to me
I turned my back on Florence
But I awoke to the beauty of TuscanyI liked how you arranged your hair
I liked the feeling of your home
I felt comfortable there, it felt real
It was a warm, curved, feminine poem
I liked to watch you laugh and move
I liked your creative, independent mind
I was attracted by your beauty
But you won my heart when you were kind
