Sun and water, Rain and dark
Two sides to the weight of a question mark
Two wanderers, lost their ways,
Two souls, unsure of what they lack
They are awake of passions stirring, but where to go from there?
I’ve played this game too many times,
My body screams: «He is perfect, divine! »
But the mind’s gatekeeper, picky and wise: « Does he have a soul beneath those eyes? »
Does he posses what connects us deep?
No one can quit this guard I keep.
« Is he kind, does he care?Does he have the heart to share? What does he stand for? How does he treat me? »
These questions swarm like mosquitoes by the sea, their buzzing sound stirs up my fear - the fear that no true answer’s near.
No questions, no answers. Just one night stand and maybe after.
One day
One night
One meet
I will feel again as just a meat.
Just meat
© Copyright: Виктория Клипова, 2024
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