This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.
I come to YOU without ME, come to ME without YOU.
I hear a drum in my soul's ear coming from the depth of the stars.
Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.
How do I know who I am or where I am? How could a single wave locate itself in an ocean.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear? All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.