Walk in my shoes...

Summer fling

Come on, summer fling

Come again

With your random kisses

And your funny giggles

Your awkward rendezvous

And your midnight dances

.

Silly promises

Yellow blue green ripe fruits

Late night gentle swimming

And some bright laughter too

.

Come on, summer fling

Come again

Shine on

I’m ready

© Sabrina Moella

I saw you

I saw you with your nice woman

Cuddling, kissing, looking

Happy together

Sitting in that front row

Right in front of me

As if there were no other places to seat

As if there were no other places to kiss

Than in that front row

Right in front of me

Dying

Looking at you both

Shining

Glowing

Thinking all right, so that’s what you like

So that’s what you want

Tight hips, straight hair, thin lips

Everything you know that is out of my reach

But you guys looked so happy together

Yeah you guys looked so happy together

So maybe maybe

That’s what

Was meant to be

With or without me

She put her arms around your neck

And that just killed me to be honest

So I didn’t

Look at you

Smile at you

Wave at you

Cause seriously

What for?

© Sabrina Moella

Up

Sometimes you wake up

And the purpose is just so clear

Ancestors talked to me

Said Bina

What are you doing here?

What are you fearing here

Little daughter

Why are you crying here?

What are you needing here

Little daughter

What are you asking here?

There is still so much

To be written

So many stories to be told

So many roads to be built

So many truths to unfold

Don’t  you worry about foolish things

Little daughter

Don’t  you worry about foolish things

Wake up

Stand up

And speak up

Up up up!

© Sabrina Moella

Blame it

Blame it on
The non-believers
The half-blind
The disabled
The left-handed
The right-handed
The outsiders
The foreigners
The red heads
The blue collars
The beggars
The burglars
The homeless ones
The deaf and dumb
That first apple
The clueless
The nameless
And everything else
Blame it, blame it
I dare you

© Sabrina Moella

Tired

I’m tired of these men who want to take take take
My power away
And my clothes off
So tired of these men who want to break break break
My spirit into pieces
And my life apart
Today there is no way I’m gonna let let let
You
Ruin my vibe my mood my heart
I am not an ATM
I am not a door mat
I am not a blow up doll
I am not a sparring partner
I am tired of these men who are just fake fake fake
Fake chains fake smiles fake life fake vibe
So please come take all your big lies away
Because I don’t need them in my life
Any more

© Sabrina Moella

Half-lovers

Those half-lovers
Want to love me halfway
Don’t want to take me seriously
Are
Always half-lying anyway
Making half-promises
Always caught half-cheating
Half-caring
Half-kissing
Half-messing
Around

Those half-lovers
Want to love me halfway
Want to take me for granted
And
Expect me to love them anyway

But I ain’t half-loving
I ain’t half-giving
I ain’t half-committing
I ain’t half-sharing

So this is a painful goodbye
But I ain’t got time for this no more

© Sabrina Moella

Our love makes no sense

The way we love makes no sense
The way we fight makes no sense
The way we cry makes no sense
The way we yell makes no sense
The way we bleed makes no sense
The way we sleep makes no sense
Boy, this makes no sense
No sense at all

© Sabrina Moella

I

I wish
I read
I think
I live

I reach
I breathe
I give
I heal

I love
I share
I dream
I feel

And nobody can destroy that

© Sabrina Moella

Wait

Wait…
This is not my face
This is not my shape
Those are not my arms
This is not my throat
These are not my thoughts
This is not my head
These are not my shoulders
These are not my teeth
This is not my back
These are not my tears
This is not my wrist
These are not my feet
Wait…
No, no, no
This is not my life

© Sabrina Moella

Close your eyes

Close your eyes
Start a dream
Call the moon
Dial in
And
Spin spin spin
And
Dance dance dance
Like you are in a trance
Dazzling
Dazzling
And simply
Amazing

© Sabrina Moella