Why do I feel loved inside the hurricane?
I am the kite you see in the sky, trying to escape from all real reasons.
For all I need is to fall into your eyes… into the fire… into the wild and
somehow all is right with the world.
For the flame that once burned is now a feather.
Your stare sends me to an Animarium of wonders and never shall I live
Heaven and hell made one treaty for your love.
I’d beg for the moon to stop so the beauty that you possess can last for eternity.