Give me your air
So I can breathe again
Your feelings unveiled.

Give me your hand
So I can feel again
Your air of words unsaid.

Give me your silence
As a blindfolded pillow.
A new revolution's defence
Painted on blinking windows...

Fearless shadows
Caressing my sight
In rivers of fingerprints
As delicate crimes which might
Soothe my life on the wings
Of velvet whispers, late at night.

Leave me your truths
Hanged on tender musings...
Forbidden fruits
Our feelings will be
To the outside world,
To the ones accusing
Naturally bounded realms we see...
We breathe, we feel, we give.