Like the sweet lilies on italy's banks,
Scintillate and bloom
Because you are a bestseller among rangs.
Sing and sing louder
With your naked colourless lips,
Flaunt in all weather
Your braids in these silvery clips.
Like your audiences
I am your artist and admirer,
With their experiences
They are your caretakers and bearers.
With my ink,
I will paint you on that dinky head,
Like a king
I will magestically lead our heads and herds to wed.
Let your whispers
Be felt by the depth of the cold sea
And your wiskers
Probe and dig;so shall it be
Untill the day
Of reckoning between all comes,
I am your, your way,
I am your bomb, we are walking bombs.
« return.