Muted hearts and cotton candy skies, awaiting the sweet summer rain in the silence of midnight whispers, to shout before the sunset ends.
Sorrowful abode of muffled voices dispirited of its silent thoughts.
The disarray of our worlds and the crossing of our souls, entangled in this winding mess, chaos brought us in here.
Sacred stone down the lonely bay, singing chants of underwater tones.
Unready is in its crown, fear and doubts shield its light.
Hand-painted skies, canvas in deep sapphire, amber etched by the horizon, a panorama of darkness.
When I'm gone, find me along the sands of the black coasts, hidden on the rocky beaches, and behind those tall coconut trees