Lights abandon this space

hit the switch and feel her on your neck

a fine line between an embrace and suffocation

foot marks trace from God’s door but things feel aimless now

and once you lie down on your dreams, she will tell you they never existed

and day after day you will dance with her until gates open elsewhere

where your feet never tire and darkness never speaks again

“Like a blazing comet, I’ve traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of the imagination, voluptuousness, and fear.” – Antonio Tabucchi