What do you want to say when you never speak to me?
you say, I don't tell, nothing slips, all spoken through words restrained
an unconscious set up, yet after a look to that body, that imagine...
is this a war?, skin and emotions; this is an art, thats all that I know
and I know nothing about, wish...ignorance... what's the bliss?
you want me, I want you, not denial, not truth, just hope
there would be comfort with short space? not control maybe
feelings aroused, feelings sprung, feelings that come and go, always there
like the hunger alway present for a caress, so simple answer, Im a mirror
flesh in the end we are, waves of frustrating memories, guiltiness
a nonesense finding, a spirit dreaming, a message in that cleavage
a path already choosen with such a clear ending, not time to sleep
you are moving, emotion and sensuality, overflow of surrealism, fascination
not here, not there, lost in measures of unfair physical distance
hopeless and scared, longing and yearning
though... for the very first time
not alone.
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