la meditazione

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Syrup

So sweet, I could die Break it up, let’s end the fight You look so fine, it must be a crime C’mon now, take my hand Let’s make up for lost time We both know you’re mine – Let it go Fall right in, baby, it’s like a dream Guilty as sin, maybe, you’re just…

Bad Woman

I’m bad, bad, bad Ooh, too bad for you Moving fast, fast, fast Whiplash to the groove I fear myself sometimes And baby, so should you Bad woman Bad woman Ooh baby Bad woman I drip, drip, drip Sauce too hot for you Turn around, and break it down Show us what you can do…

Lady-Like

Freak shit? More like me shit. You can’t beat this, The way I’m weightless Flying high, higher, highest When I disappear you’ll miss this How my body moves like mischief And my sharp wit cuts and bruises I like it how I like it Ravenous and lawless Overgrown and flawless Cutthroat, bloody noses Hot tears…

Lilting, Wilting

Lilting, wilting all my plants are dead Lines in the ceiling my eyes follow from my bed Lucid dreaming reliving things unsaid In quiet moments I wish were loud instead Hot cheeks are flushed with red, dead and dying Can’t outrun the floods in my own head, I’m trying.

Fragments II | Fleeting

in the dim light of morning I leave without warning hot pursuit, on the heels of a feeling days of dreaming – I wasn’t here, you didn’t see me, touch me, feel me I move – twisting turning one step ahead is right where I should be

Bee

all I wanted was something simple the freedom in myself to write to spin and pour and bleed and shine a light in the long, blue night I guess I see the change I need, but something makes it hard to be here and there I wonder, skipping thoughts and memories – I bend and…

Fragments I | Fracture

I am a piece-maker so I’ve always been a peace-chaser, chasing peace after piece dying to put back together what I broke. Fighting forever – nothing lasts, and though I am light as a feather my hands are much heavier and so quick to sever. I trace the cracks with my finger, may your gold…

No Bones

who am i to say who am i to flow who am i to spill my guts and spoil the afterglow who am i to play who am i to know who am i to call your name just to let you go no bones i fly, straight home no bones, i leave alone i’m…

Gold Thief

Locked in, dripping Decked in gold leaf A gold sheath Laurel leaves – a crown, a wreath All that’s been living Underneath, I take You down, I let You see Bodies, bodies Souls and stories – All you can touch All that is me All that is burning, Yearning, Taunting the thief.