I Think.
“ I think. “
I yearn for intimacy,
but I don’t want to be touched
Maybe I should learn to be loved,
To hold someone with the same hands I pour my tears in
Longing for what could’ve been
I think there is none left within me.
My face hardens at the thought.
I shiver umcomfortably as I envision such morgue.
And that’s when I realized I didn’t lust, I simply, loved.
Loved something I should’ve never landed my eyes on.
Inspired by girl in red - i’ll die anyway. A poem by me, @poetry2me. 🤍
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"muitos anos a virar frangos" 2023
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"muitos anos a virar frangos" translates roughly to "many years spent turning chickens". it references chicken grilling.
it is a very, very portuguese way to express one's experience or mastery over something. it is used often as a brag and in an humorous way, sometimes sarcastically.
this illustration is part of "quem fala assim não é mudo" - "he who speaks like this isn't mute", my first solo exhibition, where i illustrate typical portuguese sayings and expressions.
this is the last of the collection. if you got this far, thank you for reading! i hope you enjoyed it!
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Love is troublesome. I knew it from the moment I saw you. The way my heart raced and my mind said 'ew' I knew you were a wild mustang, even if far from a Rey But I wanted it, anyway Craved your first name as much as I craved your last Though I felt ''days'' wasn't a match I must've been Camões in another life Due to how I blind for a forbidden I love I was Watched the gazes and the ones in your matresses But I wanted you, anyway By me. Just a draft I wrote earlier heh
I JUST WANT A MOTHERFUCKING KISS
