if this is love (it should be marked with an explicit label)

 because my mind creates a scenary

in which my paranoias are fed

and my heart bleeds way more than another

this adventure gives me shivers,

all though is an adventure

and is more than I had in a year locked deeper inside 

a long ride in a roller coaster

where there is no vision

through any crystal ball for the ending

utterly is this kind of feeling

not all bad

its only fault is making me dreaming away 

and despite the ache that comes together

when I, in some of my unveiled form

it is hard to do it these days of no fortune

still, what can I do?

a kind of control i like so much

with the trust in you to deliver me to your arms sometimes

the fear of the loss

when there is something so explicit like love

involved like this, like you

to show the naked truth

some kind of a secret with myself

not shared to any wind in any direction

-oh i can not hide-

i guess i like this distance

not only in kilometres but words too

these big little lessons from an unattatched soul

all though i do not want you just for me

for i believe in freedom

and it fills me just as it fills you

and that is one of the causes

why we miss each other

our bodies are not the only culprit in here

-and I know inside you know it-