I do not act glitteringly
With gilded words or heroics
I don’t know any perfume or desperate glamour
There is no mad intoxication

My soul is sober

I simply love you as a flower loves the Earth
Purely, with all of me I have
And in the darkness, I breathe you in
It is so hard to tell
Who I am, and who you are
And I like forgetting myself

It feels like freedom

Everyone says love is chains, is a trap
Is madness
But to me it feels like dreams, yet I am awake

It feels like coming home