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26.9.09

** Save me from myself **

It's not so easy loving me
it gets so complicated
all the things you gotta be
everything's changing
but you're the truth
I'm amazed by all your patience
everything I put you through

when I'm about to fall
somehow you're always waiting with
your open arms to catch me
you're gonna save me from myself
from myself, yes
you're gonna save me from myself

My love is tainted by your touch
well some guys have shown me aces
but you've got that royal flush
I know it's crazy everyday
well tomorrow may be shaky
but you never turn away

Don't ask me why I'm crying
'cause when I start to crumble
you know how to keep me smiling
you always save me from myself
from myself, myself
you're gonna save me from myself

I know it's hard, it's hard
but you've broken all my walls
you've been my strength, so strong
and don't ask me why I love you

It's obvious your tenderness
is what I need to make me
a better woman to myself
to myself, myself
you're gonna save me from myself

24.9.09

los hombres y las mujeres

los hombres y las mujeres no somos iguales
(las mujeres somos mejores)

hay hombres que quieren ser mujeres
porque las mujeres
somos
hermosas

y se empenian
en ser como nosotras

hay algunos incluso que se disfrazan de mujeres
y viven
en el enganio
de que son, efectivamente, mujeres

cuando todos sabemos
que calzan la 43

y que el rabo
les baila
entre las piernas

20.9.09

Donde, decime donde

prestame la verborrea que brota inmensa de tus labios
cuando la quiero traer no viene
y me agarra en el autobus
o en el metro

y me abraza, melosa, tragica,
para contarme todas sus historias
circulares

y yo, sin papel ni animo de alzar
la mano para el registro rapaz

dejo pasar situaciones prolificas
o las guardo en mi tierna mente
de treintianiera sola y aburrida
para que cuando llegue a casa
se evaporen de viejas

las ideas se me escapan
y yo, esplendida, esperando que llegues

donde estas?