At the cusp of two rivers in death I chose
To forget...

One day over lunch, you peeled my face like a...
to taste its sweetness. You placed it over your...

I want a love undeclared
Implicitly at the edge of your fingertips...

I want to take your hand
and walk in every direction...

The sweet smell
of such raw emotion...

Those lips
which serve to unlock...

The stage is set
the inner agony sets in...

The device that lifted me
Has signed its farewell...

What is it
that makes man strive...

Cup of sorrow
Don't know yet...

A dormant feeling
can awaken...

Here and now
I want you with me...