When the kettle whispers
about to boil

When it is gray and almost
release to rain

When briefly nothing coheres
time out

When song words reappear
perchance
Faint sound of ringing
my ears as if detached

Late nights of loud music
standing outside
cool breeze
suddenly fresh

Trojan horse
almost
come closer
you should know
the castle of my body
not my strong walls only

Knocking heartbeat
tap resound
tickle tempt
touch

There is always
more
never enough