Once upon a time there was
You and me
A summer night chillage
You, gloomy and mellow as a moon
I, a harmless tongued lizard
Is this a fairytale?
In that case,
Who is the storyteller and who, the listener?
The moon walks by the stoned backyard
Chatting with the dragon lizard
Nothing but thoughts, what we are
Dreams of someone else’s dreams
And at the end…
Will you become one
With the propagandist
Or the spy?
The propagandist will offer manipulation
The sinner, hedonism
And the spy, information
The moon lights up another one
A flame much brighter than her own
The dragon lizard lifts a champagne glass
Time for him, to talk
Nothing but a reflection, what we see
A false god is being worshipped
Like dolphins chanting the song of the Sea
While, being bombarded by a warship
The propagandist will offer you blackness
The sinner, guilt
And the spy, access
Time to choose characters
Who is afraid of the big bad wolf?
Who is the fairest of them all?
Nothing but a field of molecules, our bodies
Nothing but a field of thoughts, our minds
It was that raw kiss
Between the beauty and the beast
That led, the night, to sleep
As stars shine through our eyes
As time wrinkles
As lips unite
As our breaths are squeezed in oceanic combat
With such refinement and sensitivity
We shall follow the path
Up to the cottage of our laughter
All, for a love we both had avoided
For a love we never had the chance to explore
If not now, when?