You can’t keep up with
This fire though you want to
Touch it you know you
Still can’t keep up with it
My head is clear
Clear as day
No need to say
Anything more about it
Free breath
Free air
I don’t care
No more scowling
No more glowering
I won’t vitrify my heart
Feels good to smack my hands
Dust it off
Batting it away
When we come back for love
We come back for ourselves
First things first
No more ominous
No more sullen showering
Have the moment
How does it feel
No glowering
Just glowing
© GÄ
Poétique 