Only there in the shine of your love
may I rest
it was just us, despite the silhouette of distance
always there in the freedom of waiting
wild in its form, we catch the closeness of the last second
skin vibrates in the absence
of what’s always present and urging
for a moment, to just rest in.
As love changes the most difficult
the protection will finally raze
which was created by the faulted learning
when the doors of trust are opened in the meeting
in the meeting of the wondrous truth
if you dare, if you see
that the way there is your wounded heart
To abandon yourself is the biggest betrayal
for only you can find your own key to the source of trust
the story is written in this now
in faith, in love
the gates will open.
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That’s why I shine for you
and breathe black at the same time
writing velvet songs over and over
you let yourself willingly be fooled
but not anymore
everything is backwards in my world
must create myself to be.
A double reflection hit the reflex
sky will dive into the ocean with a kissing smile
when the crossing line see me, hit me
feel the power in between
creation call that reality.
Sapstain sweeps forward its full-bodied color
in the sense of the fall
and moisturizes the thirst of the soul.
Take your hand and lead the self
wish through the veiling light
find a glow
that moves you beyond your gaze.
Never where you are
and always right beside
as a shadow follows closely
never shy away
exists in the memory of an answer
an answer that the question didn’t give.
Let me love for a while
a second that strikes for freedom, existence whispers
I fall down on a bed falling, asleep and saying
important willing we
I love, I love you like never before in this reverse
the room’s squares saw the dissolved walls of the forest
in fractals, nature entered
I am free you said and fell into sleep where we shared
a body, a thought, an honorable gesture
that the very existence shows
waking up in the dream, whispering proudly that the war is over at last
a flower is left
a thought got stuck on the wallpaper, shrugging away
fall for you, fall for the knowledge
that here, only here, am I now.
You stayed there
as a fleeting thought
a floating fog waiting to fall
the cautious pressure is insistently close
like a bud’s desire to burst
it was still in the present
a soul’s longing cramp to reach through the fog
like a second of a wave
that folds and begins to collapse
there’s nothing to describe
and yet a skin’s pores steam so close
as close as a distance can give
in a lingering question.
When life turns around
the force floats
in the direction
that you choose.