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Black-and-white. Far away. But too close not to love.
Watch him now. And again. And it’s never enough.
I don’t know why I’ve thought of him on Tuesday night,
But I’m sure – since this day my heart won’t be alright:

It will jump out of chest every time his dark eyes
Look at me. And charm me. And italianize.
Don’t tell me it’s just a film. It’s my new life from now.
Don’t try to turn it off. I’ll restart it somehow.

I will cry, I will laugh every time when he does.
I will always say that “he still is”, not “he was”.
I’ve learnt to say “ti amo”. Two words are enough
To tell how he’s italianized me into love.

Cathy

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P.S. A Tribute to Marcello Mastroianni After Watching “The White Nights”

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If I Only Could

If I only could open my eyes up at once,
Just before the dizzy sun dawns in the midst of autumn month,
If I only could love my every morning ray,
If I only could forget that you’ve just said you cannot stay
If I only could ignore
The sound of closing door.

If I only could put my jealousy aside,
If I only could imagine our worlds do not collide,
I have cared too much, I have let you feel to great,
I must try to win my pride back, yes, I must at any rate,
But I still cannot ignore
The sound of closing door.

If you only could disappear from my poor brain
And the misty streets of future never made us meet again,
If you only could find more goodness in your heart,
I would have at least some hope we have a chance of some restart,
But this morning fills with rain,
Urging us to part.

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By me

Cathy

Monday Morning (Purple Hair)

Across the grey morning her purple hair stretches.
Her smile reflects in the puddles.
Monday-trapped passers-by shudder,
Sunday-warmed dreamers take out purple matches
To light their own hearts with routine-free love.
She laughs into her purple glove
And becomes a dream, burning down in purple flames.
But the grey Monday morning is no more the same.

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Cathy

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Lipstick

Draw red hearts on every mirror
Or leave kisses on blank walls…
Have no lipstick – feeling zero,
Put it on – you’ll make it all!

Eyes are not so damn important
When the red light switches on
And the whole world stops before you
As if all the brains were gone.

You can close your eyes and smile,
And let all the planets drop.
Someone’ll go a million miles
To get stuck. And struck. And stopped.

Cathy

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Parking Lot

“Love is not enough
For me to be with you.
Maybe you will laugh
At me – but it is true…
I love you with all
My heart and soul – so what?
That makes an evening call
Or tears in parking lot,
But nothing more than that
If you are not the one
For you… hey, what’s the mat–
My dear, what have you done?”

“Just kissed you!”

“What for?”

“To make you understand:
I love you even more
Than you could ever stand.
So, if you are not
Now too much cross at me,
Let’s drive to the parking lot –
I’ll make you see:
It’s not for letting tears
Run and pour down your face,
It’s for me to kiss you, dear,
Hold in embrace,
Whisper, sweet and low,
That I’ll meet you next day…
But never let you go and never drive away!”

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My fave Lana del Rey in “Burning Desire”

Cathy

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To My Dream Outfit (Don’t Be Jealous – I Just Love It!)

Glasses, lips and shoes –
Red is all I choose.
You are of no use
Anymore.
Yellow coat embrace.
Laugh into your face.
My heart lacks your space.
Close the door.

Forgive me, I am getting savage,
This passion’s more than I can manage,
My heart belongs to this new outfit.
Don’t be jealous – I just love it!

There is no green light
Switching on tonight,
You have got it right –
Go away.
I’ll wear these dear things,
So happy I can sing.
Yellow and red wings
Have grown today…

Forgive me, I am getting savage,
This passion’s more than I can manage,
My heart belongs to this new outfit.
Don’t be jealous – I just love it!

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Cathy

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Love Always Wins

Give me your word though it means nothing more
Than eavesdroppers do for a locked iron door.
I’ll have at least something to scold you for
When you break your promise – and we start the war
Of betrayed lovers, both of whom are wrong
And whose hatred for the moment is strong,
But we will both realise before long –
Love always wins. Well, at least in this song.

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Cathy

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Love Stop

Stop to love me,
But don’t stop loving,
See the difference,
See the pain.
Stop to love me,
But don’t stop loving,
Don’t let me stiffen,
Break the chain.

Stop to love me,
But don’t stop loving.
I know you’ve never
Learnt grammar rules.
Stop to love me,
But don’t stop loving.
Be forever
No more than you.

Cathy

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