Your colors that invade my mind, your eyes that I see when I close mine. The green, the blue, the yellow are so bright now. Your electrifying blue makes my heart go backwards and my mind cry for soberness. I want to talk, but all the thoughts speak louder than my own words. I want to tell you how much I want you, not your skin but your clear green-blue soul. I dance under your beat, bare feet I dance under the spell of your drums. I want you to see me, I want you to intoxicate me one more time, I want you to paint me in an hysterical way with your colors, craft me with your long fingers and make me your own song.
