At times,
in my own cry,
in the crave for you to come
to save me...
Why did I not see?
this before?
I was told that people in the city,
they like things fast.
People in the city,
they don't come to have the characteristic
of locating and holding
ripened fruit.
Dawn takes a break!
Why then inure to self-indulgence?
Why then inure to synesthetic euphoria?
The moon manages to continue in a perfect course of action!
No one else like you
to find.
Escutcheon...
My
King of arms!
