Sinergy

Like a river, down, down, to the big, blue, deep sea. In swift motions or freak jumps, snake in the water, flowing with the current. Taking the trip by train so you can enjoy the landscape, beautiful sculptures slowly chiselled by the unknown author. Finding that when you finally stop talking and listen instead, the world is full of colours and flavours. The beast in the throat wouldn't allow to hear it, wouldn't allow to see the unfiltered, untamed wonder of the simple being.

Are we or are we not?

I want to jump the gun. I want to take it slow. I want to say yes. I want to say no. I want it clear, but it can't be. I want to think what my heart wants and want what my head thinks. I want to be crazy. I want to be serene. I want the confusion, the illusion, the distilled sensations, the rush, the rain. I want to be thine, whoever that might be. I want to stay mine. I want to break away. I want to stick through this. I want to wreak havoc in thy mind, in thy heart. I want thee far. I want thee close. I guess I don't really know, but I wish I could jump the gun and jump into the pool, be it empty or full, yet a second it takes for thee to break what takes years to make.

Am I a modern Juliet again?

"O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?"