Exactly right now
you break into my life
with your precise body and your killing eyes
late as always
our luck has arrived.
You were with him
I was with her
pretending to be happy out of despair
for not having waited for our dreams
for fear of staying alone.
But we arrived late
I saw you and you saw me
we recognised each other at once
but too late
I damn the hour
when I found what I’d been dreaming of,
late.
So much dreaming of you and missing you without having you
so much inventing you
so much searching for you on the streets like a madman
without finding you
and there I played the fool
out of despair
confusing love with company
and that stupid fear of getting old without a partner
makes you use your head to choose something proper of the heart
and I’ve got nothing against them
my wrath is against time
for sending you to me,
late.
I feel like running away
I don’t want to see your shadow
I don’t want to think this was a dream or a nightmare
that you never appeared
that you have never existed.
I feel like kissing you
like being with you
like coming closer to you
and holding you in my arms
like looking into your eyes
and telling you welcome.
But we arrived late
I saw you and you saw me
we recognised each other at once
but too late.
Maybe in another life
maybe in another death.
What a desire to brush you
what a desire to touch you
to come closer to you and striking you with a kiss
to run away together forever
without damages to third parties.