If...

There are no words to describe us,
To describe the fear, the sensations, the smile and the dazzle,
If we were free
If we were together
If we were birds
If we were the reflection of the perfect paradise forgotten on a corner one day near to the death valley,
If we were pure souls and hearts,
If we were good people,
If we were fallen angels,
If we were more than carnivorous flowers trying to eat each other until the end,
If we were more than a non-finish symphony played in allegro by a deaf dwarf on the stone,
If we were the divine union between faith and compassion,
If we were more than humans, more than flesh full of black blood, full of vicious,
If we were the silence whispering to the ear of an old man sit in front of the purple ocean,
If we were going home holdings our hands together, dancing in the rain a stupid romantic song of medieval times,
If we were a painting of Ernst, not a line, not a square, not a curve, nothing more than colors trying to fill the canvas already yellow,
If we were….
If we can just stop thinking about what could be
If we can just talk…and talk…and talk….without any expectation,
Without any hope of being as one,
Maybe if we can…
We are going to discover that there is a destiny waiting for us,
There is a future,
There is more than one life time.