if I could crane myself into your wheel of thoughts

grasp the imperceptible, that lingers in your silence

when you cease to speak (or you think you do)

maybe I would understand

what secret hides there, whirling like a solitary snowflake?

what doubts secure your suppression?

(the kind that makes your heart ache)

if I, in all forethought could assure

light in the shadows that you cross

faith in the ruptures that you fear

love in a resonance song, only you can hear

then, maybe I could amend

destined roads we are travelling

with your testing cranium navigator unravelling

landscapes of imaginings, hills and curves you desire to run

following your second instinct (the first is always love)

repel, repel, repel