Beggar

Could you give me a small part of yourself
I’m only asking for the tiniest part
Just enough to get me from here to there

Could you give me something
Anything at all
I’ll accept whatever it is

Could you just put your hand on my head
Could you brush against my arm
Could you just come near enough
So I could feel as though you might be able to hold me

Could you touch me with your voice
Blow your breath in my direction

Is it all right if I look straight into your face

Could I just walk behind you for a little while
Would you let me follow you at a distance

If I had anything of value I’d gladly give it to you
If there’s anything of me you want just take it

But don’t think I’m this way with everybody
I almost never come to this
In fact usually it’s the other way around

There’s lots of people
Who would love to even have a conversation with me
Who even ask me if they can walk behind me

So don’t get any ideas that I’m completely alone
Because I’m not

In fact you’re the one who looks like you could use a little company

Where do you get off thinking you have anything to give me anyway

I have everything I need
And what I don’t have I know where to get it
Any time I want

In the middle of the night
In the middle of the afternoon
Five o’clock in the morning

In fact I’m wasting my time right now
Just talking to you

I wish yo be anyone else..but not myself

i need a hug. want to lie in a bed with him and smell and feel and..be

UNDER THE SPREADING CHESTNUT TREE I SAW YOU, YOU SAW ME

in those my dreams

i’ll love you till the end

that is how i see myself..

i took those photos on the 2nd of march

after the first time my body was touched by another person, i really wanted to be loved, but i didn’t get what i wanted.

like a small marks of paint

i was coloured with your lips ..all over my body.

your smell i could not wash away

for the next, long three days

it wasn’t love, i wasn’t yours,

your thoughts were really far as well

it’s just a meaning of the hug

became for me, much more important.