I know you from who I am
Swearing under a wet autumn sky
Hopping over the puddles
that are crowding his way
...
I am covered with agony
Not so long ago
I was covered with milk and honey
Bees would nestle on my chest
...
can I break the spell and not love you
while you are running your hands through your hair
just to remind me how weak I am
how defendless in the presence of your smile
...
The red of the wine, running on my skin
like a cold blooded serpent,
No longer belongs to my veins.
...
you dug a hole
an endless blackhole
a bats nestle
with all the dark noises
...