I Crave Your Mouth ~ Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent, starving I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disquiets me, I search the liquid sound of your steps all day. I hunger for your sleek laugh, For your hands the color of the wild grain, I hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your loveliness, The nose, sovereign of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, And I walk hungry, smelling the twilight Looking for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barren wilderness

See me

You see me, but what do you see
You only see what I show you,
The empty masks I reveal to you.

You see me, but you only see what you want to see,
What you want to believe, you only see what makes you feel good.

You see me, but your seeing isn’t truth, so then what do you see really?

You see me…
But you don’t

Klank

Klank ve klank slaan dit binne my
Stilte bring erkening, eer
Maar stil kani ve lank binne my,
Want klank wil dit maak diep in my

Klank om uiting te gee,
Te prys, te loof…klank,klank,
Klank slaan dit oor & oor
Heen & weer…
Klank van liefde, klank van lewe
Lewe weer!

Jy maak my lewendig,
Soos dromme slaan dit diep binne my siel
Ek kan dit nie ontken nie
Kan U nie ontken nie
Nie weerstaan nie
Ek probeer maar dit werk nie


My lewe is in Jou,
My vrede, my asemhaling…
Alles kom van Jou, is in Jou &
Is oor Jou

Klank diep binne my tot die lied van Jou plan speel!