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Av Christian - 29 juni 2011 18:41

[och jag ber om ursäkt för nödrimmet på slutet]



Yes, I´m ready and I´m waiting for my rescuer to come;
my captain in his starship that has seen the furthest star
I´d hitch-hike from one end to th´next of our known Universe
and I know wherever we may go, we can never go too far

And I might be swept off my feet, and of the face of the Earth
by Janeway, captain Mal, Picard or even Han Solo;
Either will be fine and more, they´re heroes one and all
...as long as I´ll never be left with Ripley, on The Nostromo



forts. följer

ANNONS
Av Christian - 22 juni 2011 15:12




The time has come for me to say goodbye to Mother Earth
 - it´s been my dream for many years to leave this place behind
to take that leap beyond the skies into the great unknown
to sail the sea between the stars and see what I may find

For the sights I´ve yet to see are vast and endless
the multiverse is stranger than one man can ever know
 -  an infinite amount of worlds are waiting to be seen
and I am ready now, just say the word and I will go

I´ve packed my bags with everything I think that I might need
 - my boots, by books, my music and a bottle of red wine
and if the worlds I reach at least won´t be much worse than this
I know within my heart and soul that I will be just fine...

ANNONS
Av Christian - 11 maj 2011 10:54

Av Christian - 11 april 2011 14:12

[Glömde lägga upp den här igår, så jag kompenserar med två verser idag istället]



An age of waiting

Each day longer than the next

Please, grant me this wish;


To be with you now

Closeness, comfort and courage

Born from your smile only

Av Christian - 6 april 2011 18:49


To be - if only for this once - in Your power.
All my protective walls down, all long-locked doors open.
My shield and my sword at Your feet.
And me,  surrendered to You.


The night would pass.
We would doze off,
only to awaken; renewed.


Tangled sheets, tangled limbs,
caressed by cool breezes from the window we forgot to close.


As I stretch - try to strech -
and shake the sleep from my mind; Realization
and remembering.


I am - if only for this once - in Your power.
My wrists bound.
The silken belt of my robe
marrying my hands to the bedposts.


A moment of pain. A sharp breath
and I hear You waking up as well.


You untie the knots.
Gentle hands slowly moving,
and as I remove my blindfold
the first thing I see;


Your eyes,
emeralds in morning sun;
and Your smile.

Av Christian - 3 april 2011 14:26


Worn sheets, empty bed

Waking from a dream of You;

Wishing to return

Av Christian - 27 mars 2011 12:05



Waking up alone.

Memory: the scent of You

still on my pillow

Av Christian - 21 mars 2011 13:14


If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this.


When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky,

climb up on the roof
and dance and say,
Like this?


If anyone wants to know what “spirit” is,
or what “God’s fragrance” means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.


When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.
Like this?


If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
Don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this. Like this.


When someone asks what it means
To “die for love,” point:
here


[Jalal al-din Rumi, 1207 - 1273]

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