A funny place

It is time to unlock the door of criticism
Through a fractal of a breaking wall I touch your skin to feel your pulse
To survive is an impossible task when the heart is touched

Time passes as we speak

A sky full of people and a land full of stars
It is a reverse feeling of revulsion

I have waited all my life to kiss you
Only to kiss you goodbye

It seems as if I m in a funny place;
A place where place is lost and has no meaning
An eye on the navel to capture my insides
My tongue on your sacrum to feel what sacred tastes like

                                                                              To feel
                                                                                            how it feels
                                                                                                                   to be you.