Known limits are very irrational ends for reason

You are one of the only places
where I feel
fine,
where I think and forget about everything
while you are connected to me
and I am connected to me.

Dancing is the background of every question
or the void absence of them
and your heart beats like my fire
or my grieve.
But always beautiful
like all the things that are alive.

And I swear you are!

If everybody can see how we speak
with both our eyes closed,
how can they say you are not alive?

I deny their empty words
for you are the only thing that makes me breath.

(08/08/2012)