Every time I was waiting for you...

I covered my head with an iron helmet
and I dressed myself in a volcano
So what…?!
I felt your expiration on my nape
your gestures in my marrow
your whispers in my clouds

Music. Sounds. Noises.

My noises
My favorite noise is your fingers in my hair.
And sounds?!
Your dark swords eyes
melted in white
like closed windows

Music?

jazz