High up amongst the snowy clouds

my ground thoughts run past me with devotion 

Destiny ahead is free.

Anticipation beats the motion.

Lingering fire within.

 

I was going somewhere

at least so I thought

In and out

My mind is as blurry as sweet

like a film capture of a narrow rainy street.

 

Our eyes will meet

Loved and apart.

 

Every hour is a second lost.

Each and every of my thoughts

belongs to you and you alone.

 

Wrapped in each other's dreams.

This is just what it seems:

love above all logic.

Pure and straight.

Passion is the tonic

but God told me to wait.

 

The miles that separate us are merely platonic.

 

So we wait.

 

As my cloudy thoughts foresee

One day it will be just you and me.

 

These metal wings will bring me back once more.

To that sacred embrace I adore.

 

Reunited,

our hearts will fill this empty space.

 

Here's to our gentle surrender.

When our eyes meet again.

Next week,

in that narrow rainy street.