Our thoughts are forbidden

You turn the pages of a book that doesn't exist in the registries,
Your fingers touch the pages like forbidden keys.
We've learned to hide meanings between breaths,
To dance the tango without moving, in absolute stasis.


The meter blinks in the corner, registering the norm.
Everything is fine. We are playing by the rules.

Припев
But our thoughts are forbidden,
Hidden deep down, behind seven seals.
The words we will never speak aloud
Glow in the dark of our own room.
Our thoughts are forbidden —
The most expensive contraband of this century.


Yesterday the news announced a new victory of logic.
I looked at the anchor and thought about your hair,
About how it smells of rain that is no longer in the forecasts.
Your palm is warm. This isn't in any protocol.


The radio quietly plays a synthetic anthem.
We smile. We blend into the interior.

Припев
Because our thoughts are forbidden,
Hidden deep down, behind seven seals.
The words we will never speak aloud
Glow in the dark of our own room.
Our thoughts are forbidden —
The most expensive contraband of this century.


If they could connect wires to our dreams,
They would see an ocean,
They would see a storm,
They would go mad from this freedom.
But for now, we only have this Morse code,
The heartbeat against the ribs.

Припев
Because our thoughts are forbidden,
Hidden deep down, behind seven seals.
The words we will never speak aloud
Glow in the dark of our own room.
Our thoughts are forbidden —
The most expensive contraband of this century.


No one will know.
Contraband of the pulse.
Hidden. Saved.
Forbidden.