Tuesday, January 4, 2011

BORN INTO ROYALTY

Where is that blue blood coming from?
Ink used to write your history
Your past, your imaginary glory
Rivers of fluid that kills everyday
Then you born again. like a Phoenix
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Naked revealing liquid, nectar of your non-life
You seduced me with your royalty
I could never see your eyes
Slowly but surely you approached me
Breathing over my neck when I fell apart
Furious when I was smiling again
Patient ever since
Waiting in a silence that I can always hear
Where is that blue blood coming from?
A black robe without shape you wore
A silver weapon forever sharp
You never looked directly at me
But you were always close, too close
Tempting destiny to take my air away
To combine your blood with mine and win the battle
The moment of expectation when I was at the crossroads
Ready to jump me at my slightest distraction
Gambling with my tortured feelings when I had no answers
Clouding the light in my darkest times
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Exalted when blooming my heart with thorns
My chest getting smaller
My soul tried to abandon me a little
And you . . . there, queen of the night
Waiting for that precise moment of quiet loneliness
Tapping out the minutes, the hours never short
Getting even closer when I lost all my hope
Where is that blue blood coming from?
Don’t get closer anymore
My blood is still red and keeps circulating
And my heart is palpitating with passion and love.

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