Mul on kodus aias ühed õunad, aias kasvavad sinised ja punased ja muud värvi õunu on ka. Täna kevad, suveks saavad valmis, siis sööme sinised ja punaseid õunu. Tüdruk mis on su nimi, ma sügisel teen talveks õunamoosi panen sinna panen su nime peale. Kui sa ükspäev külla tuled, siis teeme õunakooki.
Rubriik: Riimid
If me is you
if me is you and you are me and you never get bored of yourself and I never get bored of myself then time is not important because we are forever
i.would say
i feel i have been drinking too much, beer bottles, vodka shots and such i feel i haven’t seen you much without make-up, clothes or at all what a task is to push the clutch to change the gear, to steer into other dimension, where your hellos will host clarity of infinities, that is everything,…
.untitleness
I need colours, colours and us, colours is what I need, come and go, stay and hear and bear me, please Say hello, say I love you say I must go, but I will see you tomorrow Borrowing the day that lay and may make us grow
mind, I’m not believing anything you say
Is it spring madness or love in me, between the lamps that grow like tree – yelled young man in front of the sea it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me When the waves come crashing down down in Africa or up in Scotland the feeling, it’s like mighty lion Roars and does king walk in…
tea and toast
The clouds are marching as wind blows them Trees are hunting, whatever falls down from the sky Questions are being asked, where and why. And the eyes of the houses are seeing, not closing, not being shy Words are climbing out of my mouth, replacing thin air in front of me. Making fun. Thus I…
vihmajutt
Apples are sweet, and lovers are too it’s perfect, it’s raining, a walk for two (me and my bicycle)
tundub
Tundub, et kummaline tüdruk on voogava kujundina elegants, ühtviisi meeldiv tants läbi tundegamma ja asjaolu, et teda võib hoida loob sisemuses suurejoonelise tere ja pargis maas kollased leheringid sõltuvalt teie fantaasiast, oojaa, ärme lähme rabama ma jätaks ta mulle
Kus mu neiu
Kus mu neiu, olen köögis küünlaga, küünal põleb leegiga, kus mu neiu, külmas köögis küünal Ootan, kõike, kõiki olen mõelnud, kuidas lugu kestab, aeg seisab, maa vajub, pilved koorivad sinist värvi taevast, kus mu neiu, suss, suss ootab kaaslast, nagu mina ja mõtlen, oeh, soe, soe, soe, vaatan, kuidas sa magad, pea padjal, kerged muinasjuttud,…
Roosade susside draama
roosad sussid haudumas kapinurgas küürus selja taga, vaikne Hiiumaa huumor ning laps riietes magav, kuskil vii minema kastrulit, uuk-uuk, kuhu kartulid kujundlikult laduda Kargame ringi suurte silmadega kuukoridoris, ilma jalatsiteta ja teeme ilmadega nalja. Sikutame taevast lapsikuid pilvi ning pikutame nagu piknikuteki peal