I wanted to dance with you,
a shout not reached.

A paradise.
Small, sweet pain.
Feeling of freedom and no pace of life.

Movement, fast.
Evaded worries.
Forgotten is everything, but my beat.

The music in the atmosphere.
In my heart, I feel for you.
Loose souls, fleeing of the mind.

Why does the heart express such energy?

Even if abandon tortures the essence

Even if death plagues ones spirit

Why does the core not bleed when I'm in motion?

If I could dance just one last time...
I would dance alone, forlorn on the floor.
Alone in my dance. It's in memory of you