seducing words,
the letters hurt,
the sentences are codes
i understand.
my vision blurred,
i'm slightly stirred,
as i notice the magic
in your hand.
killing eyes,
i lose disguise,
my being transparant,
you look through.
my conscience defies,
convinced of my lies,
but somehow i want
"me and you".
coincidental touch,
i want it so much
to be what you never
have meant.
point nonesuch,
to dreams i clutch,
i want reality to be
a bit bent.
in every motion
i notice devotion,
at least i hope it's
THAT what you mean.
inner commotion,
can you feel the emotion?
don't say you haven't
yet seen...
*Ja, het is een raar gedicht, maar het valt best te ontcijferen...het gaat over de onbereikbare willen, en de signalen die zo relatief zijn dat je ze dubbel kan interpreteren...over de frustratie en over het niet weten wat je mag en wat je niet mag...*