i can't tell you

Make, it is forbidden and since day one the forbidden bears oh so much responsibility for curiosity and fleeing paradises.
Love, i wish i could tell you how i come to see you. it is a room lit only by candles. and you see me dance like a Gypsy princess and even more and I will sink into you like a ship into the sea.
To rooms, other rooms in other universes dive up from the unconscious and fill the room with noice. once, when you held me like a shield i tried.
but now you are recovering and i am hovering above everything like a falcon in daily pursuit of easing despair.
You. if i could, i would.