The snails are turning into bright stars and a new world lies ahead

There's no courage when I face the lion. No teeth, no rage, only fear. My weapon is made of fragile wood, my legs are weak from the path I've been wandering on, my heart is red blood, but the blood is going through my fingers. My eyes are tired, my soul is lost. My life is broken.
From this day on this lion will be named future, and his heart must be taken and replaced by a diamond,  with a thousand of different faces, each face being an opportunity, each opportunity being a new start, all of them with you. Even if that kinda makes you scared, jumping on you all like that, making you wonder 'what the heck is this guy babbling about'. There's only few trains passing by this town, we should get read to catch one before it's too late, and try to live one of those luminescent diamond faces, just like reality is, painful, confusing, beautiful. challenging, touching my heart at every new second, making me feel like I'm home, being my friend, woman, enemy and explorer, writing my new history from the scratch.
It's a lot more than just live the present, but to make of it a bridge to new dimensions, a future never imagined before and now completely possible, waiting for the soft touch of you big lips, your trembling hands going around my neck, your childish eyes inviting me for a last kiss before we fall sleep.
Waking up for a new beginning in the very heart of a new nature, with two brand new beautiful bodies, accepting each other, entirely, completely, no buts, no more words of refusal, words of fear, fear of rejection and to be left there alone, underneath a carpet of stars.
Just close you eyes and allow yourself to live this life, for a long, long time.