Into the keyhole

Feel the warm wind,
eyes closed , in the dark terrace.
Slump into my own world
and gaze into the infinity.
Billions of stars,
make me go blank,
shows me how small
but vital I can be!
residing in my head
under a light bulb!,
as the terrace door is locked
and warden has the keys!

THE LINE

Craving of the soul,
magic of the gut,
the game is played
to the extremes of the universe
with revolting thoughts
deep into the chasm
and the line, which
cages them all!
The passion, the fear,
the thrill and the magic,
so deep, driving
into the abyss,
the line broken,
the beast unveiled!
Look at it
straight in the eye
and see yourself
standing in the void
holding the leash !