2007

 Girl from Ipenima, Satellite from beta century.

Today is all smiles-found a brat prince under the magnolia tree wrapped in grumpiness.

Oh how i love the layers of your onion. C’est la bohem , la vie en rose.

Angels speculate, wager souls toward victory.

Sacred children unadulterated light clad in darkness.

Speak each other’s truth like scripture, love like nitroglycerine.

We are keys to heaven; never the less fear chains us to impurities.

Camera-obscura, Devil infecting equations.

We pave our path with hope as truth glistens beneath rock.

God’s crumbs no bird will eat.