somewhere... — someday... in an imprudent moment caressed by blue silence of the moon you'll recognize yourself in the waves of a friendship, a treasure hidden in memories exposed to find that solace... — my aim is to offer you the key... once upon a time's [all I've got]

with some stubbornly persistent illusion, wise and adequate, manipulated by you, a known unknown creature, who adores to be felt where unpredictability exists to play and serve simultaneously, my smile, pardoned in a delighting glass with tricky liquor, created meticulously to touch you at a present mind's hour, taken over from one of the pasts led to one of the futures, it's our universe that looks synonymously with some stubbornly persistent... illusion ⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯ an illusion of a longing lost, kept hostage on the groans of a blues, playing its thrills at a carafe, haunted by disinterestedness, but which has the ghostly love's promises glorified on an astral rug plaited with stars and the prophecy of the sun and the moon guarded by spirits of the seas and oceans to not get swarmed by the lie of happiness that has its address in the forest of hopes and where our thought is walking its game, ...an illusion of a longing lost, kept hostage

shut up and kiss me kiss me good morning, kiss me good night, kiss me good appetite your mouth on mine sincerity of a defeat

if you could make a little time for me, you could start every single day with only the thousandth of a second filled with your silence inside me, you to jingle on, with that something which educates you to learn to let go to any ignorance, enough to be able to reset your watch, just to run on with the hundredth of a second, until your mind mechanism will meet me exactly at a nonspecific sharp hour, (not earlier, not later), but to hold on to the divine harmony in the alchemy of our blood with orgasmic taste, when you breathe me to breathe you, in dream

in spite of any experience, you know you need to search for me even more; all you gotta do is rollin' and dancin'; dance to the left to the right, thinking as if we are in a science fiction movie; make up your mind to make it out... I watch you; I jump… jump like you in a humoristic way, metaphorical and gradually; it is funny until next time

The news comes from nowhere with the courtesy to be gripped not just informed about a dream A dream that loves to haunt me every night and any single day A dream where if you're caught, you're getting lost in it forever A dream that'll try to make you happier than happy at any cost This is You... A dream of mine... burning... burning beautiful bad... A dream I never had so seductive