Starshine II

I've got a pair of shoes that I love, but they don't fit me. I wonder why I have them then.
They were a gift from long time ago, but they seemed to suit me. My feet didn't shrink, so I don't understand.
They slip off my feet whenever I try to wear them. I often think if a piece of cotton at the tip would serve.
They're my most beautiful shoes, a present I didn't ask for, with stars spotted all around. Like they're made of Heaven itself.
I never walked them out my door, it never seemed to be the day.
There they lay.
They're probably the most expensive on the shelf.
It's been many years, and I never danced with them, even though I dream of it everyday. They're too big for my feet, though the first time I tried them on they were too tight and hurt my heels. Why did they give me something that wouldn't ever stay on myself?
A pair of starry shoes of my own
to contemplate.

Starshine

Where are you, my Star?
Where?
Where are you today?
As I'm weeping as a harp touched in decay,
I don't ever want to look up the sky and pray.

I don't want to see you shine ever in my life,
as dream by dream my heart was silently sliced;
why'd you call upon a child
in their peaceful night?

Why would you send meteorites down onto my way,
just to pass their craters by with greatest dismay?

What's the use of telling me I have to believe,
being you the bringers of disgraces and grief?

I despise of you, Stars, glaring at me down;
now I'm going to the Sea
to be spread and drown.

Love Song IV

If you only knew
how cold it gets,
even when two hours back
it was so hot.

If you only knew
how sweet it feels
at the same spot it used to hurt.

If you only knew
how afraid I am
of telling my truths, even when they can't harm.

Will you run away too if I fall in love too much?

If you only knew
that by your very side
I find myself alone.

And if you knew,
would a thing change? No.
I will always be the same lone bitch, wishing she was a wolf.

Love Song III

Lovely loving lover,
loving me,
the clover;
don't you see how others look at me?

Lovely you that covers
in the cold and dark,
how I fear the night when it'll be over.

Would you ever not kiss me?
Would you ever not desire to be within this soul of mine?

Could you ever be less loving than you are?

Release you / Love Song II

Oh, thief! Hunting down
here you are!
Talking to me about love
like you know what is that!
How logical is not to share
the best thing you've got?

Glaring at me with a look
that beheads so hot,
like I was stealing your light spot,
like I am someone to boo.

Isn't love memorable?

Lacing me up and saying
it's me that laces you.
What do you do in my house!
You hippie! You fool!

Isn't love unbuyable?

Begging me to release you
when it's you caging yourself.
In circles flies the same one bird
thinking it's being chased.

Isn't love uncontainable?

And tell me bird,
don't your wings weigh?
Can't you spare your powder in the sand
on some sparrow date?

I tell you, the dove isn't afraid
of touching the earth,
and love isn't a thing
for you to wear.