Getting harder.

Some might say they don’t believe in heaven

Go and tell it to the man who lives in hell

Here it comes again

A frantic pulsion to pull you. Hold you close. Fix you. Being pinned by your teasing smile. 

Feel you. 

Spark with you.

Your hand touching mine

 

Erbarme dich, mein Gott

Fear is the prison of the heart.

My mind is polluted

My soul is corrupted.

Basta um olhar teu

Para apagar o céu do horizonte

Love, anger, depression and Joy

and Dreams.

Unrechable

Dreams become  a reflection of reality.

I dream no more. It's just a inconsequential,  convoluted set of images of you.

More than you'll ever know.