When, when?
When did I start crying,
Crying and clinging to the trees like a toddler?
When, tell me when?
You, oh you
My bones, flesh, profile
My soul, mind and heart
A heart so dear to hurt
So clear to be ambiguous
You blow out my mind
This is obvious.
Love,
Allow me to penetrate
your skin or through nose,
run through your veins,
through your tiny blood vessels may I reign
deeper and deeper I come.
Yes,
Into your heart, deeeep I drop
To calm and pacify.
Oh my half,
You said I will live.
« return.