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fredag 10 oktober 2014

Fearlessness

I'm swinging in the trapezoidal. I'm not ready to let go yet, but inch by inch my fingers are beginning to trust that I can land safely no matter what. I am aware of my fear, but the world is so breathtaking and luminous from above that it takes my breath away. My dress is made of translucent fabric and it floats in the air, but still remaining a second skin as I move ever so swiftly though the breeze. The light in your eyes shows me the way; it glitters and beams in the crisp night air and I abandon every word other than: freedom. I let go of the bar and find myself swinging though the misty, dusty veil that makes up the remembrances of my past. In a split second I flow like water through pouring rain, through blistering sunshine, through violent storms and life as I once knew it is gone in a heartbeat.

I am no acrobat, I am not weightless, but with you beside me I am fearless.

Taylor Swift – State Of Grace

söndag 21 september 2014

And...

She is falling.
She doesn't know why, it simply just so.
That he is in the sky, the trees, the blossoms exploding in this Indian summer; in the air, the light, the gleam of this bright moon. He is made of tainted glass; every color of the rainbow, peach cake and cherry liqueur.

But mostly, he has a feeling of coming home; and leaves one single word echoing through this crisp night when he lets go of her hand....

Yes.

Nick Drake – Northern Sky

måndag 15 september 2014

Hello

The window to the hallway was made of glass; fragments, slices, orbits and shapes the color of the rainbow. And when the sun shone through it the dust-particles glittered like a thousand diamonds; little stars shooting through the air, tiny specs of the fragile hopes we use to build our lives with. (The night closed in on us on a deserted sidewalk - the wind brisk, blowing new air into our lungs.) I sat there watching - through your eyes - something I had never seen.

And I knew I had finally arrived.

Jónsi – Sun

torsdag 11 september 2014

Dawn

Man - it took you long enough.
Time - for no thoughts. (They are not necessary: I know you without knowing you.)
Limbs - moving. (But you are next to me.)
How - can you be so perfect for me?
Your jacket - around my shoulders.
Your eyes, your mind - like mine, but different.
Words - not too big or to small, just right.

I - am ready.

PS: What are you doing for the rest of your life?

Hellsongs – I Just Want You

söndag 31 augusti 2014

Spectrum

 I saw his face in yours when you smiled. The same crinkles around the eyes, the same jawline. His face made me stop that night - as you held onto my hand with stars in your eyes under the streetlight. After some time you gained your own proportions. Your own persona. Then you decided to try to break me down into tiny, little pieces.

But mon cheri, I don't learn my lessons twice.

Tarra Layne – Paris

Mister Business

You teach me that life is change and that growth is optional. You look at me and I don't melt, but my heart softens and I think your mind goes a bit quiet when you're snuggled up on the kitchen chair in my tiny flat. You fit here, strangely enough. Despite your size you don't take up too much room. We both let go of some of our fears and even though our doors are almost closed we leave a crack open for the other to enter.

We're meant to stay here a bit longer.

Tove Lo – Stay High - Habits Remix

fredag 1 augusti 2014

Spicy

We shared a heartbeat and then it passed. We shared a moment, a thought, a revelation, a colour - and it spun us out of control. We lost ourselves by a riverbank and I woke up three weeks later, reality dealing me a striking blow across the chin.

"Wake up, chica!"

The world went silent.

We shared forever and a second. I found only emptiness.

The Electric Hearts – Machine

söndag 27 juli 2014

July

You keep me busy. You keep my mind working and my hands idle. Under your gaze I am golden and full of sparkle and spice. In your hands I stop spinning relentlessly and travel far beyond my wildest dreams. You are enough. You are challenging and your mind is wide. You are beauty and wreckage and conflicting truths and excitement. The problem is you have to come in two's.  

He made sure of that before he left.

The Verve – Lucky Man - 2004 - Remaster

fredag 25 juli 2014

Mister

You shake me up, you shake me over, under, straightforward and back all over again. You look at me with eyes made of hot cocoa, and the heartbreaks that preceded you simply melt away. Those words and poems and moments and heartbeats-- they are tucked away safely into another pocket of time now. And I'm not afraid. Of the pain and sorrow and breakage we might cause. Of all the uncertainties and doubts and lifetimes that might follow. Cause I don't know this path, this road is elusive; but I'll keep walking as long as you're next to me.

No fear, baby.

Sam Smith – Stay With Me

onsdag 23 juli 2014

On the surface

We share very little. Inhabiting different worlds and living diametrically opposite lives. On the surface you swing through London with the city skyline at your feet, notes and celebrities in your hands and a family fortune that will always keep you safe. I write a million words to feel alive and take the road less traveled just because I can, just because the next corner might change the outline of my life again. You watch me with stars in your eyes as I move and you say: "I've written you a song - it's like nothing you ever heard before." In my tiny kitchen, your wonder flipping me upside down: "Nina, sometimes when I look at you it's like I'm being struck by a beam of light."

And I think that whatever our souls are made of, yours and mine might be the same...

Charles Aznavour – La bohème