What do you want? Calm under the wing
this roof rattled like tambourines,
when love, redemptive and destructive,
flowed like the wind, ahead,
and we circled!.. call owner,
tight and clean, like a wet paddle
woke us up, and gentle rucolla
constructed beam, song, audio.
And now we are frozen like winter.
And you're like go itself
somewhere in the body of Toki beat singing.
And silence makes veins blue.
And someone distant is brewing in you
a slight child, small breast night.