Tuesday, April 12, 2011

moats and boats and waterfalls

We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you.

  And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geeze, you're something to see.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Wiosna już dorosła
Naboje ma w kieszeniach.

I know, these habits hurt.
Important parts of you.
Remember when I was
Sweet and unexplainable.
Nothing like this person,