The Fountain of Clouds - Kirlian Camera

The hand caressed my brow

Softly in the summer crying

Unexpectedly

After that scary night

And then I opened my eyes

I saw your valiant face

I stood without a word

While the abyss was yelling its rage

Maybe we attempted the impossible

Maybe it wasn’t worth it

There’s nothing left for us

Just clowns laughing down the streets

I couldn’t regret this madness

And I couldn’t forget the reason why

We came crashing against the world…

So my words are flowing slow

All over the drowsy room

Like a song for one that is gone

Leaving only a subtle perfume

In the air of this unwilled day

Risen deaf to any burning prayers

I see a phoenix denied to rebirth

Trapped in a neverending curse

Like children we wanted to unmask

The face of the universe

And we took bath in the rain, laughing desperate

While blood was flowing down our mouths

Like children we built a grave

And buried ourselves alive

Holding hands

While darkness was taking the air forever away

On a damp ground of which the fairies were inconsolable keepers

One day I will find you asleep.

A message written on a shot…