I sit with my legs wide apart without my panties

Quiet, but we feed well.

My dreams and projects to do,.

We built a sunrise,.

Although sometimes it was hard to believe.

And I'd start over and do it with less reproaches and more truths, maybe.

I'd kiss you again, but touching you more would return without brakes or so many reflexes of a plural life.

Thank you for being the one who runs the reins when I know most about being whoever I want.

For looking at me like no one looked at me for making sadness an option.

And fill me with so much truth when the world does nothing but ramble.

I've gone round and round for fear of failure.

But I've seen that in you I have written my years.

And despite seeing everything in half and calling us at half speed.

Maybe things will do well even if fear will defeat us.

I'd call you back and I'd start again and I'd do it with less reproach and more truths, maybe.

I'd kiss you again, but touching you more would return without brakes or so many reflexes of a plural life.

I'd change for a second.

Thank you very much for them.

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