When that pulse inside me wakes
You cannot hold me in place
I am here, I am not here and
I am not rational
I am what the day brings to you
I am a coincidence in your pattern
And I am so much more
My love is not a contract or a guarantee
It is a breath of life
Colorful, real, dynamic
And not to be stop for tomorrow
For my life
Is a search and a manifestation
Not a result or preparation
In your eyes I find my missing pieces
And if you don’t look at me
Where else to look...
