When the words don't reach

When the feeling doesn't end

When things stay inside

That the mouth doesn't express

When the souls feel infinite

How can I begin to explain that the blood

in my heart doesn't stop

It's held back on the outside

And it stays still

Without wings

And they give it words

Words that don't heal

the lonliness

But they try

THat what I want are hands

arms

and legs

That feel

That feel

The thorns of the way

The morning of flowers

And above all your hands

That so many hands touched

And with mine they stayed

And above all your hair

Your face

And your whole body

How can I say

That what I want is to love you

You

Just you