Silver fire in the liquid tirades of a white glowing, of bearing Eyes...
A feeling naked and blind, but it don't has to see...
It knows...
The dance of the snake inside your body and every single movement seems uncertain...
Through the vapour I hear her hissling...
I lose myself in the warm gap of her pupils...
I know...
Kiss me my double-tongued angel and take my fear of living forever, somewhere outside, outside of you...
The reptile's dream attends me, it comforts me...
Away...
Away from here...