Let me walk on holy ground with you
as you touch my soul and my world expands...

I beg time to stay:
Bebel Gilberto is singing Simplesmente...

Like a morning star,
She illuminates me...

She wears magic on her eyelids
as she burns april...

I am an invisble thing,
an unseen substance...

This moment framed the poppies
and the reflex of my lightness...

It is always the same thing
and their eyes avoid the pus...

There is something between them
and he hates her from wednesday...

When she cried
her eyes were shut hard...

The infinite, radiant IS
slept...

Against the cold, we crawl
like toddlers...

Did i tell you i was his muse
for a year and a couple of cigarettes...