Cleft Chain Swoon

We got the face
that never dies yet it fades
We love to talk than
to listen even all won’t hear us
We make a noise and dance
without music for our
Heart bit to the rhythm of
the tune that we want too,
could it be the beginning
of being one with the
World we live or the dying
tune of the melody our
soul cherries
leave me something
that I won’t forget as you touch my
lips, tell what is on you that
I wouldn’t understand for the
heart I conquer squeezes my head,
what makes then the
stream to flows when the river is dry,
have this strength
hold each nut, when the husk
is broken

oh! Capture my entity …