I reached for her breast
loaded with milk...

Woke up,
felt the sun...

It's sad
and then...

In the beginning there was heaven and earth
and the poet said...

And in the end
the poet's voice wasn't heard...

There she goes in those heels so high
dancing for men that ask why...

They live then die
so do I...

I do remember
when you were just like any other...

Tell me
looking straight...

Bodies walking life's walk
talking earth's talk...

I hear your voice
and I rejoice...