Digging the light in the bosom of
darkness. A vibrant cry shoots from the hidden heart uttering your name, the
dream roaming and wandering nakedly in the space of ecstasy.
An invisible forbidden space gazed at the
treasure of joy stood like jewels in the conscious' flower sleeping in the folds
of velvet darkness, draped in the layers of love, warm darkness carrying the
sun in her breast.
We two travel in the bottomless world sucked by the
laughter's eternal lie. Pain shoots from
the imprisoned delights. Passing hours tinge the waves of passion. We are naught
as we do not know where our journey ends in this unknown path.
Yar
Mhargz GV