incendiarism

- you send me to the clouds to watch the moon with you

he said

- reaching the horizon and our hearts like we do unstoppably 

I complemented 

the synthesis between us two goes

way farther than we could ever think or ask for

the dream of stability 

the dream of love

was already inhabiting the archive of lost quimeras

in the corners of our minds

 

there are no limits here as we see as the time goes by

I trow we deserve all of this

and in parallel,

I trow we are mad independently

and together this madness just increases like incendiarism

gathering our flames

as hot as 

as profound as 

as colorful as

we will never expect it to be

both of us are made of surprises

entwining with one another

that I can not even describe completely 

in just a few dozens of words

how high we can get

even the tune of us as melodies

maybe just being inside of us

is possible to commence to comprehend

what passes through

because any vocabulary does not have the exact words

to define our intersection

and there is no agony about it 

you and I adore it to the core

the sensation here is about comfortableness

in every sense of the term.