My foot wants always another step
and stay up,
yet my legs,
like heavy stone,
prefeer only to stay in.
My neurons ask for a peacefull
and protected time
but my brain doens't never-ending
stop to work.
My heart wants an unexpectabe child
but some place inside me
told that I don't finish to grow up.
My dreams dream adventures in remote places
meanwhile my mind cries out
in the end of the day.
I wish to kiss your bright skin,
your red mouth
and put your exaust footunder care of of my hands.
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