In The Right World

Amidst a chaos of words and warfare, we met. I wasn't woken then, you seemed to know. You didn't mind, instead you smiled with that certain charm of yours, witty, daring, and with intentions I was blind to.

"What are your life winds?" I asked again, worried you forgot.
"With you, they're also a bit stiller,"

"What do you write about?" I asked instead.
"The unspoken, the unspeakable, the thin line between risk and macabre. I like to answer unanswerable questions, because I can always change my mind, that's the freedom we all deserve. Do you agree?"