salt on my lips
.
the light
the sea
and the sand
the salt water that burns my lips
.
tastier kiss of void existance
like a found pearl of watery love
the sun
the lazy sun that walks neverending paths
the wind
the cool wind of clicking patterns
.
i see your ragged yellow clothes
they float on you
make you shine
make you glow
you are beautifull
a godess of flowing dust
angel drifting in the dunes
playing with my senses
.
pour your water on my lips
the sweetest salt that burns
                   psychic symphony (9/2/2000)
