Neolith Temple Of The Silent Desire
Do your remember her? You remember hat you wish so! Listening to the tunes of the past Crumbs of memory,... of jokes,... half truths Wandering about the desert territory of brain Are you a remembrance of somebody Who is going to forget you? Are you a lie perhaps? Are you the personification desire Of someone enslaved you? Of someone who created you in their memory From meaningless shadows? But in her eyes I saw my reflection Now sun shines directly to my face Hot, red curtain of semiclosed eyelids With her I was in eden ...our garden Promises,... words,... declaration of love. The storming building full of clinches Will I remember? Do I love her? Memory is schizophrenic always It's an offer of arranged, disarrayed thoughts Or reality with hallucination Mysterious and secret Both sides of the mirror Full of colour fluids spent and become grey Feeling of emptiness and discourage You are left alone... and memories...
