I admit im a pinhead but i see the sea
The foamy waves, and i feel emotions
love makes me emotional, so i change like a windmill into a reptile and then a white lion
You hurt me, you assacinated me, rejected now im reborn
amongst the foamy waves of the mediteranean, to the summits
the forest where i touched the fatefull physical dimention
then a run through a green flower dotted valley, becoming naked
my obsession for you still envelops me, and i let it, there as i sit on the stone
the seagulls welcome me and i forget about you, you that i had allready immagined with babys and houses
the matter has only been some upturned boxes and a few breethes between our linbs,
is this a herald, what of the efemeral, i have turned, from pinhead to initiated, blessed vessel
cushioned against by life by pride no more
I surge through the water
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