Lust unfolds more easily in safety. Yet attraction goes hand in hand with fear. Does this make any sense to you?

Sometimes words, which remain unspoken, are heavier than all our utterings. Weight can add value. Weight may increase significance.
It always makes walking harder.

I say, I wish I could explode, scream till my throat bleeds, dance naked in the streets, let madness rise upon seas of monotony, break through the mirror to the Opposite Side.

You ask to come with me; I hesitate, because your face resembles a statue carved in wax- I do not know whether you’re inherently indefinable, or my imagination has betrayed me again. I fear the heat of my expectations is enough to make you melt, and then the journey will surely transform you into my favourite nightmare.