Envy me..for scars and remaining traces
From our last passionate embraces
Remaining of your unborn kids dwelling in my womb,
Swimming affluent in my stream,
Looking passionately for a unifying field ,
Envy me, for the bruises and wounds on my knees,
And sculptures of flames delicately carving by brains..
People kneel for the intentions to pray
I knelt to worship our moments of ecstasy
Two bodies in one soul merging astray..
I’m to be envied by all strange faces..
Loosing their way to such traces
