The feeling you get
when you listen to a very good music
for the first time
and your soul wakes up
in ecstasy to dance
The feeling I get
when I met you
for the first time
I see I see
I look at the world
and I look at you:
You are a glass angel locked in a burning room
I wonder…
How long did it take to be what it is
How many years it travelled across the haze
to use itself as a weapon
building upon the ashes
of what it destroys
And for this all it makes me amazed at all
All things built up to be a moment
Because it somehow started for its own right to start
just for it to be what it is
… I saw her there
and I recognize in the first scene, beautiful
What she is, there she was:
She was a fucking neuron
between all those blood cells.
Jozimar Carlos Szczepanik - (The feeling I met)
Picture by me: Florianópolis - SC
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