Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Gina Carano, I Sleep...But My Heart is Awake For You


*dedicated to Kill Hannah, "Last Night Here"

I slept but my heart was awake.
Listen! My lover is knocking:


*heavy breathing*
(huuuuh...huuuuh....huuuuh)
(huuuuh....huuuuh....huuuuh)

---------------------[Gina Carano, I Will Scour the City of My Heart Looking For You]


Gina where are you?
Don’t ever leave me
I need you
I may sleep but fascination with you abides
my preoccupation with hopefulness, my defiant
optimism, my savage desire, my enduring admiration
my chronic dependence
on us

Stirs up restlessness within
I toss and I turn, reaching out
only to grasp vacancy on the left side of my bed
only to wipe tears of anguish from my eyes
I sit on the edge of the bed
waiting for you to reach your hand
through the latch-opening of my jubilant expectations
and come and love me

my heart pounds for you

you are the most wonderful woman I have ever known
your beauty and personality are an addiction
worth running out in the streets for
berserk with longing
not mindful of the dissidents (watchmen of the city)
intent on quelling this passion I hold dear to my bosom
for us
so they can beat me, bruise me and take away my
cloak (reason)
but I will still voice shrill screams
if anyone asks, tell Gina Carano
"I am faint with love"

*heavy breathing*
(huuuuh...huuuuh...huuuuh)
(huuuuh....huuuuh....huuuuh)



----[Song of Solomon 5:2-8]-------
I slept but my heart was awake.
Listen! My lover is knocking:
"Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove, my flawless one.
My head is drenched with dew,
my hair with the dampness of the night."
I have taken off my robe—
must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
must I soil them again?
My lover thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
my heart began to pound for him.
I arose to open for my lover,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
on the handles of the lock.
I opened for my lover,
but my lover had left; he was gone.
My heart sank at his departure
I looked for him but did not find him.
I called him but he did not answer.
The watchmen found me
as they made their rounds in the city.
They beat me, they bruised me;
they took away my cloak,
those watchmen of the walls!
O daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you—
if you find my lover,
what will you tell him?
Tell him I am faint with love.



--------------Kill Hannah, Last Night Here – Lyrics------------

This is our last night here
The air is cold as ice
All the trees that lost their leaves
Are reflected in our eyes
This is our last night here
Or so it seems
Silence like the darkest waters in a submarine...

This is our last night here
On planet Earth
And I don't want my heart
'Cause it always hurts
If this is our last night here
I won't kick and scream
I'll just grab onto you
And I don't want to breathe...

If this is our last night here for long
I'm gonna put this record on
I'm gonna burn this city down
And we'll watch the glow until it's gone
But before I go insane
There's something else to say
You thought you were alone
But I was with you all the way...

With you all the way
With you all the way...

If this is our last night here
On planet Earth
Then I'll give you my heart
'Cause it always hurts
If this is our last night here
I won't change a thing
I'll just grab onto you
And I'll feel you breathe...

If this is our last night here...
If this is our last night here...
If this is our last night here
I'll grab onto you
Just to feel you breathe...

Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...
Breathe...

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