I'm walking
with the sun
on my back
and looking for
some gentleness
lost through my hair.
I found a drug
behind the iris
which lets me talk
with you.
I'm suddenly
a piece of
fresh meat,
a bacon
which lights up
along with the
white threads
which you place
under your ear.
I have never
slept better
until I met you.
I'm not scared
anymore
at any opening
door ...
I feel safe
in your arms
which let me fly.