floating on the silence of hidden tributaries
tired and in need of solitude
she whispered: i don't know what's in your heart
sleeping in the cleft of a dream
the earth had aged considerably
the eye could no longer pin down the ecstasy in colour
he sliced his finger cutting the onions
how is it that we've forgotten all that was promised at birth?
around the world looking for what we'll never find.
love knows nothing.