Traffic

 

Blocking the traffic?

What kind of traffic are you talking about?

Strangers?

Lovers?

Traffic

Are you saying and doing things to make me jealous of you?

I´m in, I am the ghost who lives at your home. 

I see you, you don´t see me. You feel something, something unknown and strange. You wonder the things that happen at home? What is it when the lights blink? When your heart start to beat? When the walls and your body tremble? When the floor move and you loose the path and your own steps and sink on an profound abyss of wonder, fantasy and dream? Your thoughts, what is in? You left the door open!?

Your thoughts when you feel that I´m present? Me, the invisible, untouchable Ghost. Present in spirit, at home with you? Your thoughts when I cross the house walls and your body and you feel something? Your thoughts when I write your words and give you heart and soul?

Are we in love?

I´m in

NGR