Blue mists slowly come down the tree
A snake begins to sing - it pops up among the greenish leaves -
The mist embraces it and swallows it
I am waiting for the day when the sun makes love with the moon
I am beginning to understand this desire that comes out of my throat
which leads me in the past and in the future at the same time
When caressing myself, I am everything at the same time
Time gets out of my pocket...
I am everywhere...
The hours get closer to tomorrow
as the evening gets closer to the night
What a mess !
I come back
I come back to the future. Here I am
All what is left of present is the tail of movement twisted as a liana
I shall want
I want to want
In the foam of your thoughts, I coil
- your dreams push me towards dawn -
And slowly... slowly the red dusk embraces me