I'm sitting on a forgotten, wild beach
Far from the city lights.
Moonlight is dancing on the sea surface
And my fingers playing
With those little waves
Cooling my body and bringing the smell
of some distant country's.

Next to me is sitting HE.
My sin, my desire, my reflection.
It's a stranger who understands my perception.
My wishes and my soul.

As Im taking the last smoke of my joint
Looking him straight in the eyes
Whispering with no sound
The melody of my thoughts.

He knows what I desire,
What my being wants from him.
So he moves a little closer
And with slowly touch of passion
He put his lips on me.

My sin, my forbidden world
Is gone forever with that energy flow.
I let my self drawn in his confessions
Forgetting of all my distance walls.

My sin, my forbidden world
Now is a dance floor for my soul.
Feeling my body beat in the rhythm of
infinity love...connected with the universe of acceptance and free energy flow..

And we will stay on this forgotten beach
Till the sun rise - from his long way trip
And the moonlight starts to dance
for some other souls with desire sins.

M.T. 2016.

When the thought of a simple call
To the bank,
Or the doctor,
Leaves you in tears.

When working up the courage to call
Your best friend you just texted,
Or the pizza place down the road,
Leaves you with acrobatic elephants in your stomach.

When getting up on time
To go to class,
Or your job interview,
Leaves you nauseous.

When you sit there ten minutes later thinking
Why does this happen every time?
Or why can't I be normal?
Leaves you feeling like a failure.

Just say "hello"
Nope, that'll leave you wanting to *****.
Smile to them
Nope, that'll leave you shaking and sweating.
Give a wave
Nope, that'll leave you on the floor rocking back and forth.

At the end of the day
When all you can think about
Is how you were so terrified you couldn't move,
Or that you just want it to end and go away,
But knowing that it'll just keep happening

When all they can say to you is:
Just do it already.
Why do you have to make things so difficult?
Get over it!
Can't you ever act normal?
As you learn to hate yourself just a bit more
Each and every day.
As you slowly fall back
Into a downward spiral of depression.

There are those days
When I have no voice for you to hear
No smiles to share, No inspired words.
...Days of overloaded emotions....

You know It's only about me...

There are those days
When I stand in middle of city square
Surrounded with thousand and seeing zero...
Like a time stop. Time for me.

...Those are days of change...

You won't understand me, don't ask me!
It's the pain and joy, suffer and relief.
I will be broken and free.
Close and far.Don't try to feel me.

There are those days
When it's time to let go
Times when mind and soul connect
to a new level of understanding.
To a new perception of the sky.
 
...You know it's only about me...
Watch me from distance and please...
Don't try to understand me.

M.T. 2016