the appearance of one more body in that room
the heat that rises to my head
a look
he returns it
playing cool is the human way to react
it is tough to hide a chemistry
an attraction
it’s puzzling
it doesn’t seem moral
but how can a matter of the heart be unmoral
the mystery about not knowing
‘el amor sin pecado es como el huevo sin sal’
there is a reason
and there shall be no guilt
I cannot stop
images repeat in my mind
the look in your eyes
and the moments we meet
what am I supposed to do
will I wait until I meet someone like you again
just in a better moment
and with more courage
or will I risk all at once.


always good at it
yet some words
are hidden deep down below
it’s dark
they are scared to climb up the long way
light is blinding
what if we are not truthful up there
what if we are not even real
what if it’s not the right time
what if we were pushed
what if
fear of the future
fear of not being right or wrong
we are always only what we fear
we are
what we let out.