I love you two
Love is
like light in the air
impossible to grab
keep prisoned, keep free
leaving no sounds except, however
for the ones
you invent
for protection against love
speaking with no loyalty, crying with no sounds
constantly leaving fear, constantly keeping doors open
to that belonged loneliness you call pride
which you did not remember
as that Hell you left the last time, not for the last time
to feel love?
Love is
inventing nothing, expecting everything
would it even dare speaking?
asking for nothing
would it even make a sound?
but that womans body you felt, that woman whom you did not invent
were not able to master or leave
that woman I love
and force myself to reject
when I force myself not to cry
even not to love
and now lately, it seems, that way
is hit by
Love
Love is
like light in the air
impossible to grab
even impossible to see, even impossible
without that love inside yourself, that loyalty towards life
Nature
that love
you cannot trust
that thing with whom
you can no longer speak
that thing that speaks for everyone, makes everyone understood
now left alone, leaving yourself too
that loyalty in your heart
not even looking at light
simply enjoying prison, simply enjoying freedom
as light dissolved in Air
just asking my love to
breathe
Natures demand upon humans
that they cannot stop, cannot choose
for which they should feel
no blame
protecting yourself against
Breathing?