Sometimes

I barely close my eyes, and I am already floating through the rolling hills of Tuscany, walking hand in hand with you.

We enter a room with lilacs, I kneel before you, and rest my head on your lap. And you caress my hair softly and brightly smile.

I am tired of being without you. Not knowing about you. Of living with the uncertainty of whether you are happy or not. 

At least, I barely close my eyes, I see you happy. 

We never made Love

We created pieces of Art. We surpassed the limits of reason. We rendered joy a mere onlooker. We trusted each other our souls. We believed in perfection. We came to be ourselves entirely. We explored every square inch of our body and soul. We became capable of the unknown. We graced the predictable with extraordinary execution. We turned the ordinary upside down. We saw the Alpha and the Omega while staring into each other eyes.

Making something is industrial, mechanic, expected.

We never made Love. When together, we always Love.

Time and Space warp proof

Appears to come up every night. As soon as my eyes are closed, it seems like just yesterday I touched your skin. It seems like I hear you whisper on my hear, that I can taste your lips, feel your scent, see your face, right here, right now.

But it is not right here. It is not right now. And that ain't right.

Time and space are not warped. And still laws of physics would be back in tune if I broke the laws of men. Because every time with you was, and would be, singular. 

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Close your eyes

Listen,

Now... come.

I'll be your plastic toy

"I just feel so alone, even when I'm surrounded by other people."