Can you see me?
Can you see me,
as I jump onto the trampoline,
walking back and forth the corridor,
scrolling through the veins of your thoughts,
holding still in front of the screen?
Is it now time to move,
reach for the window that obstructs us,
break through the freight of gravity,
ride this floating balloon,
over the fields of your youth?
Can I see you,
as you climb up my curls,
as you slip down to the ground as a plum?
Please do not make a mess,
I've just swept the floor off my dreams,
just let the mice free off their nest.
Can you hear me,
this is the sunset you danced to,
when you fell off the swing,
that sunny day of September,
this is the song you cried to,
after you ate all the blueberries.
Can I touch your sorrows,
your joy of coming back home,
after a spark of darkness,
your delight at seeing me,
in the memories we could never have…