Maceration

Sacred, you came like a drop of rain...
On my barren, impassable garden.
Now you lie in my breast
Like a second heart
In harmony, in harmony...
In your silence
The word never spoken kisses my soul
cnd nostalgia becomes song or poetry.
You are in me like a memory
That lights up in every corner.
cnd distance is only circumstance,
Just a path that resists memory.
Intermezzo
My love envelops you and spins on this Ferris wheel
Where it macerates, our meeting,
c new day.
My love envelops you and spins on this Ferris wheel
Where it macerates, our meeting,
c new day