FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

words live in another world
as feelings are,
there are rooms and you enter
and you
sometimes do not feel at home with it,
constantly you learn
another speech, much more adaptable
palatable
and whatever they say you pretend to listen and you
know they do not really mean it,
and you learn
you talk and words come out and your eyes look outside
multitasking, you think the other way around,
you see another, your feelings walk outside of you,
what is left is a body,
breathing lungs,
the hands struggle inside your pocket
and the lady beside you does not know what
is this all about,

stars at night, moon on the building,
glasses of wine and so many stories to tell,
for a while
there is a union of conversations
people fall sleepy and then they walk away from you
wanting to find a bed
and someone
and you too.