Have you seen crumbles of light before?
The stars were falling...

Here?
Hurricanes, heavy rain and cold...

Having no else present,
but that which makes all else visible...

I helped you cross to the other side,
where everyone said the grass was brighter...

This time the violin played in struggle
to strip itself naked from drama...

It's almost midnight at my side
only few minutes keep me away from tomorrow...

You held a basket of yellow lemons
fresh and bright...

You were breathing me in
like I was your favorite flower...

What makes me feel so sad,
I do not know...

The sun broke down like honey drips
warming out my soul...

We lived in a jungle
when I was a child...

How beautifully buildings collapse.
How deep their voices are as they die...