wine bottles painted often
and modern world with its hasty vessels
multiplied thirst of our crowd
we lust for word
raising life
I walk with you and it is the night
cold air and empty streets
woman that passed in a hat
running in front of me
she was a poet and we encountered
a few while wine was warming up
the evening I heard your voice
quiet and many worlds
floated quickly
I lust for you
skin smelling so ardent and orgasm
filling heart in limitless touch
so quickly through the night
of shadowy neighbourhood
and modern world with its hasty vessels
multiplied thirst of our crowd
we lust for word
raising life
I walk with you and it is the night
cold air and empty streets
woman that passed in a hat
running in front of me
she was a poet and we encountered
a few while wine was warming up
the evening I heard your voice
quiet and many worlds
floated quickly
I lust for you
skin smelling so ardent and orgasm
filling heart in limitless touch
so quickly through the night
of shadowy neighbourhood