Sewn with thin thread words - wind round the shape of stone mouth

Abandoned gestures

You come first then me

Deafened with the song of senses you steal something I do not want to give

Fortunes told by cards

You come first then me

A dream faded away

You and me

Two sides of a mirror

Two different ways

Two different words



Somewhere there - another me

Poisoned, forgotten

Starving for memories

Affected - me