hearts tear borders

for whoever wants to be my friend  let me live  i got to the point where, before telling about my love for you,  i first ask 'are you a racist?'  they are shaking heads in disbelieve  judging and trying to talk you  out of my head.. well, shake it...  i shake my whole body so your heart pumps you through me  they call it 'not really together'  while every word we speak is a kiss  for whoever wants to be my friend  let me sing  listen to the lenght and the depth  of my breath to know it contains his. 

the distance is of no issue  for the law of attraction  our thoughts and feelings  turned our bodies into planets  orbiting each other  slowly moving closer  for the sweetest melt together. 

you and I, two healthy people in love  can't hold each other closely   because society is sick no beast made out of thoughts  can ever succeed to muzzle  our sweet meant-to-be kiss. 

the world talks me blind  you silence them all  and give me back my eyes. 

the truth is, hearts don't know of any borders  so the truth is, the heart of us will tear every mind  even who forever denies us will find us black and white, eternally entwined  somewhere on the round earth's wide landscapes.  

look at the map of the world  you are just a Katzensprung away, habibi  there once was a bridge between us  where wildlife used to cross  I am a giraffe turned white  mesmerized by the light  you follow into a sweeter life  our bed and furniture out of snow and ice  melts away by the heat of our heartshaped minds it takes two to find home in empty space  it is here in our embraceless embrace. 

the heavy world on my back while I am planking children crawl underneath me to drink   gravity only exists as long I can hold it only when I am under tension I can hold here what I love unity has left me though I am inside of it now that I found this different color in my face my family does not know where it comes from and denies parts I am made of, parts naturally entwining like double gendered slugs in love 'how rootless' I think, while I keep pressing through my toes, heels back, 'all this dreams of separation.'