Creation

Your bodily absence

Created a sentimental paranoia,

A pure imaginary feeling,

Somewhat annoying.

It brought into being a flow,

Growing strongly in my womb.

On my skin the time’s collapsing.

I feel you in the marrow of my bones,

I seek you in my bloodstream.

What seemed imaginary once,

Became an unimaginable reality,

Unstoppable it runs and bounces

Through eternity.

… Your voice is music,

so touching,

I get out of BREATH.