There's so much water
From tears and rains
So much fog
Tsunamis inside
Vulcano of self-hatred
The smell of my necrosis
The blackhole to nihilism
And all I can think of
Is not of a saving boats
Or perhaps x-ray glasses
Because really
None of that would do it
And really
All I think of
All I hope of
All I dream of
Day and night
Is the hug or kiss
The warmth
Nothing special
Just the simple one
The perfect one
Warm, genuine
A full minute
And I know
Just as bright as the sun
In that moment
No darkness is left behind
As there is no more doubt
Not about myself
Or anyone
There's no more doubt
About the power of the Almighty
Of Mother Nature, of the Gods, of Love
And hug by hug
Kiss by kiss
Warmth by warmth
Word by word
Light can be seen
Meaning can be painted
Lives can be saved
Wordls can be created
Universes can be expanded.