Sometimes It Doesnt End

Sometimes it doesn’t end, Like dreaming in a coma. It goes on and on As if pursuing infinitude. She speaks as if she fears the silence Unable to put to put her lips to silence Spewing sweetness and profanity The loudness of her killing me silently, Inside screaming for relief… Yes, sometimes it doesn’t end Like a movie where the credits never roll It goes on and on Watching her through the window. Knowing so little Knowing nothing, Yet knowing all I need That I am in love, besotted Smitten… Taken by that which stands before me In love with a dream, But in love loving her my mirage knowing I can look but never touch run but never reach and the two meters between us turns into a vast sea of infinitude and sometimes it goes on and on like a waterfall crashing into my heart it goes on and on.