God and I

Not for Sale

I wish I could feel you like the Blood running through me.
Forget you, just to return exactly to the point —
Where you lost me.
Where you lost me.

In the Darkness, we are a Candle.
We are a Secret no one ever unveils.
Never unveiled. Never unveiled.
Never.

 

It sounds like a prayer. The Kolors.

Graphic Art. Inner Skies.