I wish I could eat off the salt of your lost faded lips

Interpol, Osbtacle 1

I began to find
Whisper in my mind

Najwa Nimri, The Echo

Fallen Angels, Wong -Kar Wai

Todo hombre lleva dentro una habitación. Se puede comprobar este hecho incluso acústicamente. Cuando alguien anda a paso ligero y se escucha con atención, de noche tal vez, cuando todo está en silencio, se oye por ejemplo el tintineo de un espejo mal afianzado en la pared.

Franz Kafka, Cuadernos en octavo

I wish I could take your hand and make it true

 Cause no one knows how far apart we´ve stayed to get through

Crosses, Option

As tears go by, Wong-Kar Wai

There's a blue light
In my best friend's room
There's a blue light
In his eye

Mazzy Star, Blue Light

My head will turn to yellow

My eyes will turn to green

My voice will turn to mellow

But still I can't be seen

Galaxie 500, Melt Away

I walked the unwalked garden of rose-beds

In the public park; at home felt the want

Of a single rose present to imagine

The garden´s remainder in full paint

Sylvia Plath, 

Fable of the rhododendron stealers

Upon my face we leave no trace

but in her stomach mercury aged

The Smashing Pumpkins, Annie Dog

In your dreams


You shall ride


Whilst your mammy's watching over


















Current 93, All the pretty little horses

I will tear the petals off of you
Rose-red, I will make you tell the truth 

Hole, Asking for it

There's a face behind a gun
That sleeps behind the owl

[...]

Dim
Birdsong
Teethless
Sunset
The flowers smile

Current 93, Sunset (The Death of Thumbelina)

My limbs are like palm trees swaying in the breeze

My body´s an oasis to drink from as you please

Siouxsie & The Banshees, Mirage

It´s all about love, Thomas Vinterberg (2010)

I want to be the girl with the most cake 

He only loves those things because he loves to see them break  

Hole, Doll parts

I wish I wasn´t flesh and blood

Garbage, Metal Heart

Kim Ki-Duk, Samaritan Girl (2004)

 

                                                         

 

 Does the sea 

remember the walker upon it?

Sylvia Plath

 

 

(Hoy Turpentine kisses cumple dos años  desde la primera entrada, ¡gracias por vuestras visitas! / Today Turpentine kisses   turns two years old since the first post. Thank you for your visits! )