Fanatic Desires

I am getting closer

to your fanatic desires.

I am coloring the lost kiss

you gave me a few seconds ago.

 

Don't feed me

with bad words.

Instead of dreaming, help me

find the source of this light.

 

The world does not belong to

God anymore, people have taken

its place.

 

Instead of persuading the body

to be alone, share with me

the green and sour fruit of love.

 

It will be the love

we have not been waiting for.