Love hidden behind the eyes of a blind bird
Like when you were a child, playing seek and hide
You thought you could fly away, and disappear
But you were finally caught, in a dead end
And you found no wings in you, but being truly loved
Somewhere, or nowhere, with someone
Love surrounded my fingers, click
Like sometimes I kicked an empty can
For a very short time, rising in the air
It carried some messages, it carried itself
As something, or everything, eager to be seen
Love living in a poem, you can find it in the weakest part
For it fails an elegant dance, and steadily walks with us