Loitering avidly. You choose the subject. Little details are gained. Time gets longer.

Without respect. They are spreading their lives around you. Incompatible. Odd ones out. They test your strengths. They can be happy. They don't care. Sometimes they provoke. Not people. Bad. They live like parasites do. On an Earth that does not belong. Cancel season holidays. Hurting innocent four-legged souls.

You go out. To the world you speak. A book. Your own parade. Immortal trace.

You wrap up your routine. Around her. You make your life beautiful.

Expectation. Fact. You live in between. No safety net. A moment away from the end. A breath of happiness. Tired of trying out your days.

Your Muse. Caress your hours. Dressed in your dark. She dwells within you even if does not know it.

You're close. As far as a dream fills the the step with purpose. You don't stop looking back. The distance loses the unit of measure. The “I want to” clothes you into a superman.

Adjutant. Thorough. A mussel stuck on you. Partner. Sweet conqueror.

You give time. Waste. Beautifully nourishes the heart.

You insert words. New page. You take care of her before she faces the previous one. Choose. You write a story. You experience her dusk and dawn. You carry heroes. You smell victories and defeats. Agony soaks the dreams. Loyal to a dawn that is looming.