passed to you
by toxicating words
coming from my lips
replace the blinds
that shut your eyes
for the revealing
of the Phantom in your Dreams?
Does the Sword
handed to you
by trembling hands
conspiring with my pelvis
cut the wire
that unites our souls
and makes us wonder
why we Live and Love?
If that is so
the Sun will have set
leaving us alone
One question then remains:
Would you please
watch the Sunset with me?