In a different place  In another room  The moment is near  The night is generous  Confident whispers, no words  Warm hands speak  The wall knows its paintings  As it knows mine  No artificial beauty  But a house built with care  A sweetsmelling city  Art that stretches the emotion    ...into a close night  Where I hear your light sleep  A watch you safe in your dreams  Sucking on your thumb  And speaking silent words  A scene left as an undone memory  To proud to undress  To greedy to share the real  A teardrop hits an unwritten letter  It's sad to be an insect    Wet paper dries  The secret face is sealing inside  I cry from the roof at night  Like an embryo in the snow    Kill the life  Kill the love  Kill the heart  Heal the wound    A bewildered man in female hours  A slight change in eyes  Finally enjoying spitting  A tortured mind hunts to run away  It will always stay  In your city, in your house    A near life experience  I bow for your grace  Holding hands with myself