Ho portato da bere

Per scaldarci e avvicinarci

Spogliando le parole.

Ho portato tabacco da fumare.

Per sentire il respiro Tuo di Donna

Caldo e acre incendiarmi la bocca

Tu porta te stessa

L’Amore lo porto io.

 

Giuseppe La Mura 31 mar 2018
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web

Sweet but Psycho – Ava Max

“Sweet but Psycho”

 

Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Oh, she’s hot but a psycho
So left but she’s right though
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
She’ll make you curse, but she a blessing
She’ll rip your shirt within a second
You’ll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can’t help it
No, no, you’ll play along
Let her lead you on, on, on
You’ll be saying, “No, no”
Then saying, “Yes, yes, yes”
‘Cause she messin’ with your head
Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Oh, she’s hot but a psycho
So left but she’s right though
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She’s poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away”
‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
See, someone said, “Don’t drink her potions”
She’ll kiss your neck with no emotion
When she’s mean, you know you love it
‘Cause she tastes so sweet, don’t sugarcoat it
No, no, you’ll play along
Let her lead you on, on, on
You’ll be saying, “No (no, no, no, no), no (no, no)”
Then saying, “Yes, yes, yes”
‘Cause she messin’ with your head
Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Oh, she’s hot but a psycho
So left but she’s right though
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She’s poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away”
‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
You’re just like me, you’re out your mind
I know it’s strange, we’re both the crazy kind
You’re tellin’ me that I’m insane
Boy, don’t pretend that you don’t love the pain
Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Oh, she’s hot but a psycho
So left but she’s right though
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She’s poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away”
‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she’s screamin’
“I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind”
04/03/2019

Si svuotano le tasche

Di quelle certezze accumulate nel cuore

Come fossero briciole di pane

Che hai sul tavolo, sul tuo corpo oramai privo dell’Anima.

Cosa ti resta di questo giorno anomalo

Non è sabato,

È appena domenica

O forse un altro giorno qualunque della settimana,

O anche solo un giorno di apparente festa.

Ogni giorno è come un treno,

Ti accompagna senza meta,

Da un angolo all’altro del tuo vivere.

 

Giuseppe La Mura 03 mar 2019
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web

women_sensual_gaze_dark-319513.jpg

Se della notte

Ti resterà un bel ricordo tra le dita

Non sarà stato vano

L’Amor che non ti farà dormire

Pensando alle carezze

Ai sorrisi e alle labbra sulle quali avrei spogliato il tuo Cuore

E che avranno allontanato dalla vita

Almeno per un attimo

La solitudine e paura di restar soli.

Giuseppe La Mura mar 2019
testo: copyright legge 22 Aprile 1941 n°633
photo: Web