
You stare straight
In the eyes
With your velvet
Honey look
You didn't see
The ugliness yet
You smells wonder
Like white roses
Proudly when
You 're throwing
The tentacles
On your shoulders
As tenderly
You 're touching me
As you kiss
my tired hands
And I desire
To offer you
The bright stars
In the skies
You may walk
Together with
Other seedlings
In the bloody
Neighborhoods
Of the wind
Bittersweet tears
Will you pour
On the love's way...
I won't be there,
My sweetheart,
To hold your hand...
To guide you...
How it hurt
Me before
To you to
Testify...
I 'm not alowed
to help you.
In there just
You go alone!
And weak, you
Never return ...
