Beatings

I feel my heart beating

for who I met

for who I don't know

I feel the heat

I have this heat

in doubts

I feel my heart beating

for long roads

for unknown curves

I feel the breath

I breathe against

my heart

I feel my heart beating

for perfumes that I smelled

for perfumes that I broke

I feel my heart beating

for stories of my life

for stories that take me there

I feel I can't deny

I feel I can't deny that

there is a space

I feel my heart beating

for words bad spelled

for words that I swallowed

I feel the time

I feel the hours out of line

I feel my heart beating

for myself

for itself

I can feel that

there is no place

to hide

To lie and lie...

Yuri Thomazelli