in a world full of transparent mysteries and magic
in a world full of transparent mysteries and magic,
where hearts meet dancing in noisy silence,
you, with your heavy desire light as a feather to be near me,
must know: love is a serious game of hide-and-seek.
in every blind gaze I search for a dark spark,
a spark to extinguish my soul burning in eternal cold,
but not any empty look can fill that flame,
because my soul seeks the void magic, not the fullness of adventure.
you want to be alongside far from me, to live the death of life,
but without magical romanticism, my heart remains open-closed,
it's not abundantly enough to tell me silently that you desire me,
when your soul knows me as a stranger and feels me absent.
send me bittersweet messages, write me poems in the moon's darkness,
make me feel I'm the peasant of the king of your empty heart,
give me groundless reasons to believe it's worth closing myself open,
to offer you my soft stone heart, my body soul, my spoken kiss.
I don't want just the deeds of words, I want the words of deeds,
I want to feel that for you I am less than everything,
I want to find myself lost in your eyes and lose the universe,
where love and magic stand still in continuous dance.
so, if you want us to live the death of our magical story,
learn the art of forgetting romanticism and magic without spells,
and maybe, surely not, my heart will belong to you as a stranger,
because what I seek is the presence of your divine absence.
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