THRILLER AND MISTERY Oriental spices floating on glowing eyes of ecstasy My burnt lips sealed by the power of words

Terrible fire in the void of my forehead No sleep,assault of sighs…I fall. I am in love.

I love oriental spices deeply penetrating me It’s raining somewhere down in my belly. A blue child reborn from the whispers His voice give meaning to existence.

It purely silence.

The quiet blade of grass is calling me The wind in love with the leaves Tresures of purpled dressed soul. My purified blood flows Waterfalling over the face of the perfect Adam Over the milk filled breats of Eve.