L 'horizon now naked
no longer hides his beautiful face;
I look like one, still.
What I lived 's
suddenly it's like did not matter, you may be astonished
for hours or minutes.
Wish you were here
perhaps know, we are gripped by the same thrill
least once.
The lights shine in the future
shadows in the night all wet stagnant calm
The first time my face
down a fast river
that I could not stop;
thoughts unraveled
tangled trails
is tricky ...