I want to dance!
Alone by the seaside
a shadow of darkness reflecting on the moon
I need to dance like Zorba
homeless hungry beggar, with hands up
heart beating to the full
love, last, pain, rejection, my companions
the vast horizon spectator,
all the suppressed feelings finally free
finally at the top!
past, present and future at a stop!
Then, at that very moment of pure instant freedom
as a lonely dancing figure
i wish to be gone