by may he will adore my heartbeat
when will we sleep
why walk slowly like fire
tell the magic flower i dream of endless sunshine

behind the blue moon there are only barely sweet souls
i wish you were gone for a golden pinky drink
man yield next boy
eyes marry breasts in bed

did my embrace leave a flame for our blind spirits
come on wed and take a sit near me
here is my mind
sugar blooms in spring

the angelic voice is warming the land
please show me the way out of the falling tower
run away from these shadows they make rit sad and in need of sun
i felt his arms did smell of soft red night

she can not play beneath her lips
may you understand my delirious spirit
worship a happy twilight moment
halo & angel said bright thought could drive her melody

my anatomy

Like the ever-present beaver from the past,
like the woodman pruning the rust,
my feelings are like an aquatic shelter,
like a dozen of piled up trunks

And I pretend I am deaf,
because your voice is chasing me
with its sharp teeth

And I pretend I am blind,
because every time I look at you
I cannot see anything else

The beaver has broken the dam