Anchor me to you like in a boat going fishing
Let me drown in jealousy within the profundities...

A wild rose
flowers thorns...

Oh my Lord
let me be water...

To touch and have the power to transform
that which I touched into fresh water...

The ocean
waves hello's...

I,
Simply...

It wasn't the tides ebbing towards you
nor the winds whistling farewells like gusts...

Bright, bright, stars,
that visit the sky with lights...

Oh moon, full with pride,
Strolling through the sky at night...

Our love were weeds just growing strong with time
in fields that people often dare not walked...

At night I dream of suns so bright
Of flowers wilting up with fright...

Let me close my eyes into oblivion
like a forgotten language in the tip of my tongue...