Sunday, September 25, 2005

Scarlet Mouth

Sometimes I see your lips bleeding for my kisses…
and I can’t do anything.
Sometimes I’ve tried to rescue your blood from the ground…
but I can’t see it.
Sometimes I drank a lot of your madness through my hands…
and I lost my wisdom.

A scarlet mouth is all I’ve killed
his owner wanders in this world
he listens absurd blows in metal doors
and you know it.

I never looked for the pardon because I was
absolutely sure that I went to disappear.
My strength and my happiness are constantly waning…
like the dust in your face.
Wherever you want you can stay…
save in front of the iron door with your nightmares.

A scarlet mouth is all I’ve killed
his owner cries all nights in secret
he wants to pass for the metal doors
and you don’t know it.

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