from the navel of the sky from the navel of the stone from the navel of the sea i really dunno from where... but it appeared instantly your thoughts' reflections straight inside my glass... your hugs' whispers, came like a trotyl inside my dream, so excruciating caressed by the rays of the moon, but so much enough to turn me on to shake my chocolate hills, to make me hum your name and i felt, and my house felt, and the entire universe felt, the moaning of my fantasy, as you were mesmerized it (towards me...) (inside me...) apodictic to model me, with your fangs, paved with desire

the night sky defines my cozy atmosphere ‧ the noises of the town hums involuntarily through my thoughts ‧ the clock ticks slowly your sonorous tremor to the moon's ecstasy ‧ with a velvety scent, joy's destination is the cyclic crazy love among midnight and goddess of the dawn