I am happening
as I look at my watch...

I was really burning for your caressing hands
until I learned just in my illusion...

Please goodness if you exist out there.
give me some hint show me some twinkles...

Was it always between us this way
how our oblivion sways...

Life is experiencing death
with the eyes wide open...

It was in the stage
between moments and the moon...

Jazz serenades still
there under the window of...

Today I cried
for the love of whom...

All in silver and grey
in the dying bed...

Influenced by "Asturias"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEfFbuT3I6A...

As we breezed
hoisting...

Such voluptuous prime
in the lusts of melons...