Seeing it soul to soul

Filling up the space

You let your soul rest

 While thinking

What would happen

if you ever hug another soul

and kiss some words just like another mole

and if you would see themselves in you

and would want someone to embrace you too

And if you never leave and let it trap

your own emotions recurring with no gap

you shout, searching in the ground

then you let the thunder calm down

You find the brink when you break down

finding a sort of comfort in crying and sobbing sounds