28 December 2012
In a dark-blue shimmer, the room is satiated with life Images of fountains are drowned after the summer With a boom, a sharp flower spins in it's entrancement; red Sublimly, she storms in under the clouds and touches me so far away I will run to the meadow; but it was lifeless and cold
The mocking blares
Inside my body, the universe implodes An ocean trips me to the ground - it's not too late yet Fall asleep in an old light, believe in us I stroll to the parfume's road
The Mare • Opuss № I