How many words
do I have to run
before I can reach
you?

I'm hungry of you.

How many words
should I have to slip
over your skin before
I can touch you?

I'm thirsty of you.

there is no such a
thing that we
can call new, but,
we could try to invent it.

there is no new
sin.
there is no new
miracle.

but I'm hungry,
thirsty and I want
to invent you