In a different place In another room The moment is near The night is generous Confident whispers, no words Warm hands speak The wall knows its paintings As it knows mine No artificial beauty But a house built with care A sweetsmelling city Art that stretches the emotion
...into a close night Where I hear your light sleep A watch you safe in your dreams Sucking on your thumb And speaking silent words A scene left as an undone memory To proud to undress To greedy to share the real A teardrop hits an unwritten letter It's sad to be an insect
Wet paper dries The secret face is sealing inside I cry from the roof at night Like an embryo in the snow
Kill the life Kill the love Kill the heart Heal the wound
A bewildered man in female hours A slight change in eyes Finally enjoying spitting A tortured mind hunts to run away It will always stay In your city, in your house
A near life experience I bow for your grace Holding hands with myself