You entered my grey worldcovered in muddied wavesin the soul of a cold queenand of a sad smile.
Among beaches in the baypoisonous beasts gathered,pursued amid stormy winds,among rotten trees,the fog covered me like a wet blanket,and the bread was harsh -from the games I played amid the gnashing of teethand flesh covered in goosebumps.
Poisonous plants burn the anemic cheeks,nameless insects bite me,sharp sticks from the ground pierce my knees,and everywhere all aroundthere is a rustling of snakes.
I live to dive into the chosen paradisethat I chose myself...a paradise,where the skies are coveredwith the color and flame of love.
The mirage of the soul's waterfalls,the kingdom of the soul like an ennobled riviera,journey of a pure whim like angels...what more could be added to the clear magic,the sapphire occasion,and the rosy romance of my riviera,where the nest of magic rests, beyond happiness?
You,discovered a piece of coastline somewhereon a miserable veranda,like an invented game - not deceitful,but, very pleasant!...As I categorize my storywith an expression of danger and fear,that flows through my joy.These feelings are beautifulto the point of tearing the heart.A quality of wide-eyed surrender,unheard of and innocent,bright as the praised Alps.Embraced and kissedunder the oaks with carved initials,in the pure meadows of the soul's slopes.
After a fit of bad temper,or a storm of sobbing,I - cry in his arms,and again by youI and my grudge are admired!...
I am no longer aloneto enjoy the innocent night...nor unable to deal with my tears!Like a promise the caressing hand comes to me,and heals every wound of the soul...
Lover of the fresh air,of beautiful art,will easily find how to please himself and mewith all the crimes of amusement,that remain like a lithophanic eternity...
