(Unfinished)
To T.
Love is the token of eternity
No demonic paws nor kindly divine hands
shall interpose us me dear.
Skeptical belive in immortality
There's nothing else
Thou blistering lights
Spin my skin tighted
making my mind perspire.
A million eyes can't admire
the luminous day
the latent nightfall glowing
by your side.
Love is the token of eternity
Everyday boredom, fatty bellies, descent faces,
weak moods, strident kids and all kind of shortages
Will not affect us
For love is our ticket to eternity
and bodies embraced last forever
Mechanic lifes pass buzzing through us
Rodent beings marveled at futures obsolete gadgets
Clock-mans too tired to slow down or turn around
Doesn't matter, this is our stage still
I know I won't ever travel in boxcars boxcars boxcars
But I can certainly enjoy the trip
Waking you up is a godless epiphany
Sex's the deluge that creates everything
Our mutual silent gazes are the communion mass
Your sensual shy lips are my transcendental natural high
For love is our token of eternity
pedro s.
