When the distance matters
The air might be the enemy
The neighbour a threat

My heart beats
imprisoned
between the four walls

I reached for
the verses of you
my only Company

I want to reach
Circle your lips
With my fingertips

Kiss gently
The curtains of your eyes
that guard your sleep

I'll put my hand
on your chest
Just for the second

to ease your pain
I' ll hide all your sorrow
In my palm

There it was
the lonely wooden heart
the last one
in the souvenir shop

With huge wound
right in the middle
Nobody wanted to buy
the broken heart

I have it
put it on my sleeve
it suits me well
I think

So here I am
As I Always do

Breathing the same air
Walking the same steets

You cannot see me
But I never stop hoping
That you can
Feel

I never regret
Choosing you
To make
My heart
Smile

I want to paint you
with my lips

Mark your skin
with my colourful love

To make you
A masterpiece

My love for you
make me a poet
for your eyes only

to stroll
through the lines
to reach out
and caress my heart