I feel like I've tripped. Have you catched me?
I don't feel a thing in my body,
I only feel bliss in my veins.
I'm holding onto your arms
laughing, feeling light.
You smile as if nothing's wrong,
as if you are my missing piece.
But there's something in the air,
Something not okay with how this feels.
Maybe it's because it's too much
or too little.
I don't give much of a thought.
I like to feel you close
Even if I know it's momentary
Just for a few hours more.
I like the sound of your voice
Muffled by the songs on display in here
In our little red room
decorated with black ribbons.
We seem to be dancing.
There's no answering to my questions.
Have you started first?
Was it me, the one that started this collapse?
I don't want it to stop.
I want to keep dancing
at least, till the numbness goes away;
till I gather some truths left on the floor.
Till you let me move my ways
Till you make me come again
Till you hear my voice shatter into tiny glasses,
Till I am no longer myself.