in which way we have started
in which hands have we melted all-together years
we remember perfumes
we were in love with perfumes
and every night we were falling down
in beds
inside the beds and their happily organised love
we fell deeply in nights•
the persistence of time and its careful fears
when life was a parade
we lost what others haven't give us away
and yet we're still in love
with spaces
intros
vcr's
crystalised islands
red or blue hearts
your heart painted in my arm
hearts and beats
fantasies
infinity
night
night stars.
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