tightrope walker tightrope walker air gauge air
and I'm suspended.
not because I do not know why I doubt
not just for the sake of walking in balance
that if you lose you go back in for him.
'm
suspended above my problems to solve on my meetings
over the color of wheat
that even if I do not want me I'm gaining
I love hanging suspended on the links
kisses on data and not on those data too strong
something that gives me the right weight, the shaft well outweighs me, the shoes will not let me slip smooth, the wind
contradicts
and I'm
suspended below the abyss and happiness
above: only the sky that accompanies the moon in the universe because in it I put the desires and secrets of the stars and rockers
opportunities in life and I always suspended
resist only because to touch the soul to touch me and feel the blood
latitudes than they lodge in the folds of the vertigo thoughts
then I let myself shake suspended
way I'll be back up slowly, one step ahead of the next to feel the taste good things that live
the saliva to mix colors and create the most majestic tree that has ever been painted
already hate my smile
and also why I'm
suspended in the midst of tense words between fear and heart
the thoughts and feelings that are of another kind
there is some anxiety that drips onto the cable and tremble
just between the desire to leave and to remain
to laugh and cry and write
not think or feel
fly
be