invisible moves

I can tell by your eyes that you,

probably,

liked me since

we first crossed ways under this steel sky,

magnetising the matter between your body

and mine.

I can tell that we both were positive.

Negative in same time,

so…

Distance always was wide in a space

that kept us bounded with rough rope.

We catched it by hands and pull

in million

of invisible moves,

a blues, a waltz or a tango.

Now I can whisper all,

while lips

touch your ear I’m not only in thoughts

anymore.

I’m closer! Here, near.