I was wandering a street where you live searching for your presence that's my essence.
You looked at me with your eyes filled with green inside a dream.
- You're a bunny reflection in action.
- You're a bat that seems like a cat...
- You're a clock with no block.
You were telling me all this.
I didn't knew what to do with you because you were wearing a pink dress while you were playing chess...
You were also smoking a pipe...
I wasn't clearly understanding where was the hype...
You started posing me questions:
- Will you kiss my lips?
- Will you shake my hips?
- Will you listen to my guitar bass?
- Will you watch with me some wandering star that's never far?
I didn't knew what to answer to you because suddenly a book was being thrown into my direction having yourself an angry look.
You told me this:
- Now Didi Wray has all the fun.
- Does she have a gun?
I was chewing a gum...
You were telling me that you'll be gory for me deep inside a story.
You were telling me that an orgasm is a masterclass if we held a glass...
I was listening to silent air while observing every tiny detail of your hair.
You told me this:
- I'll ask Bernardino Costantino to draw you with a hammer in a Nick Cave's ballad inside a human salad.
- I'll tell Didi that you're her husband to be.
- I'll tell Edward Stapleton that you're inside punkrock with a heart lock.
- I'll tell Karene Stapleton that you're a message from a dove talking about love.
- I'll tell Daria Kovaleva that you actually don't breathe at all when you're inside her phonecall...
- I'll tell Mascara that you told me that her blonde hair makes your head spin and spin inside a scream while you're having an ice-scream in a square red and that you were telling me that she's bad.
- I'll scream to all the world this:
- HE HAS WORDS AS SWORDS.
- HE'S A SHARK ATTACK IN SOME PARK...
I was trying to figure out what to tell you in my mind without being unkind.
Suddenly your hands were around my throat and I didn't knew where was my coat.
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