Budapest is not so far when
Your tenderness is formed behind...

Cool wind blowing through my hair
Smells of earth and sweat...

It would be funny
If you bumped into me on the sidewalk...

Floating in infinite black
Stars are stars...

Rays burst between peaks
Melting snowcapped mountain tops...

I've been told to temper
My temper...

I feel safe with him,
usually...

Unfasten your mind belt
And your secret place, safe...

Then your pupils grazed
across my face...

Streaming a path through tresses
in rippled banners...

Dawn lights over mountains
in the backdrop as...

You were there
when I gazed upon that tree...