Unseen
my hands explore
the silence
Waiting to pull you down
In voids without light
And you,
may go on flying
at the center of feeling
And maybe
When the daybreak shiver
in your dream
I will give you all my keys
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
Unseen
my hands explore
the silence
Waiting to pull you down
In voids without light
And you,
may go on flying
at the center of feeling
And maybe
When the daybreak shiver
in your dream
I will give you all my keys