6:20 PM - Heart

Only inside my walls you can live.
Once I let you get inside,
deep corredors open wide
And labirynth grows in every direction.
My eyes can not look inside.
You are a door,
You are a window open inside out,
Dark and light become stronger,
And once these two things pass through you,
You became an unborrowed question.
You are my native soil,
you became my only truth,
I only see through your eyes.
You said: "Moon is made of cheese"
I responded: "Yes, indeed"
You are the only solution to this maze,
but who wants to leave
if you're soul is the organic matter of this call?
I drag along the surface like a small lizard,
feeling every detail,
every crevice in those walls
that only belong to me.

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