Poetry

Sigur Rós – Gong

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To feel your heart beating, accelerated, against my chest gives me LIFE. It drags me out of everything where I exist and pulls me to you, to the meaning of having and being. We lay down and our skin disappears, our muscles stop happening and our souls melt and burn. You rest in me and I disappear in you. I don’t know where I am, knowing only that none of this can be real. You give me moments of your LIFE and stretch my senses, penetrating in my eyes like an arrow in a missing heart. I grab you and try to feel the edges of your music, which rocks me in soft whispers. I have everything in a second and I have nothing in fours instants away. Close to the edge I grab you strongly, you feel my touch and kiss me violently, tearing apart my energy and building everything inside me. Every part of me is yours, every part of me flies, side by side with you and with what you make me feel. I travel madly, with my eyes closed, completely delivered to the sweet flavour of disappearing without doing anything, of existing without fearing anything.

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My world is yours.