For J. Frey

If you were born and stayed alive,
If you pretended to be anySOUL
but not a human,
If you kept fighting this world
after falling down with broken heart,
And your eyes were bleeding,
If you trusted all these liars
and still thinks that you were right,
If you totally believed
the voices inside your head...

When you’ve met him,
You closed your eyes and still could see.
You’ve lost your last fears,
and you totally forgot what all these robots taught you.
And even he were so much alike a gun by your head,
you’ve opened the door,
You’ve taken off your mask
and you’ve seen your fate in his eyes...

He can speak for years
not saying a single world.
He can make all the cities colorless and dead
just being far away.
And his arms are better that any drugs,
and his eyes are wiser than any books,
and his lips are sweeter than any poison,
he replaces your life by himself insensibly...

And everything around comes to bits:
deep breathing,
whisper,
dreams,
voices,
colorful sky,
leaves underfoot,
ice,
murmur,
cold skin,
hot tea,
pain,
roofs,
tears and hopes,
And time doesn’t heal...
this love.