i dont care.

anything you synthesize,

anything you want to say,

you just do.

- he says.

the walls inside.

dear trust,

fuck you.

- he says.

the name,

kept being mentioned.

go to that creature then.

- he says.

i had to screw it all up.

the static of this cruel world,

and everything you synthesize,

is way different from the truth.

disrespected,

neglected,

humiliated.

now what the fuck that you can publish,

that you can make a posture on?

and the draft saved internally.

- he says.

strangers aligned.

blooming at night,

you came here as light,

with full blown technicolor.

at the same time,

as i am walking through,

as i passed you,

the time called me to turn back to you.

you were there.

you were there beautifully.

- he says.

light.

and in this enclosure link,

of both our hands touched.

and little by little,

my love for you grow.

and when the light shines your face,

bright as it is glowing,

your smile it is.

round eyes.

you're beautiful.

- he says.

ordinary day.

all alone,

in my bedroom.

so radical that if i look out the window,

there's not much to show.

so i put your pictures on my wall,

and here again,

i am alone in this ordinary day.

little by little,

i want it all about you.

if you find ask me,

no,

i am not over you.

i want to lie down with you,

as the day seems so dull.

i know,

with you,

my wish came true.

- he says.

you're lovely beyond words, trust me, i say so.
soft, undulating, un-frustrating, beautiful smile of yours.
delicate, beautiful.
would you forever be mine?