I kiss your forehead?
Perspiration that smells
Lemon, waiting of a silver
message to be hunted
...
A sphinx began to search
of her frozen head
She promised to herself
that she will found it
...
Guilty and wild as the power
as the vast silence the way
you move our sadness and
its wheel undertake
...
Do you think i did wrong?
I feel a long deserved peace
when i like your expression
free of curiosity and dust
...