Everything Is So Alive, That I Can

Conspirators In Pajamas Who Exchange Deep Kisses For Passwords.

The Birds Of Night Peck At The First Stars That Flash Like My Soul When I Love You.

Your Wide Eyes Are The Only Light I Know From Extinguished Constellations.

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair.

At Night I Dream That You And I Are Two Plants That Grew Together, Roots Entwined, And That You Know The Earth And The Rain Like My Mouth, Since We Are Made Of Earth And Rain.