As a subtle, smoke, curls and snakes
so too shall, fade, rythmic lovers
destined, away, and as the
ocean breezes
so too, shall I wait, for the distance
to soothe and place me, by the palm
of
a lover, griped in all the threads, of her head
kiss me, leave me
So I can breathe again, so cold, eyes of stone
by a glow, a dying candle,
I whisper and flee.
