Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Pollylight Lime

On a sense of order I try to feed my thoughts on the bloody lime.

- Ohhhh.... Vicious rascals of time.

- Give me green fields forever.

- Surround me with hope.

On an oasis of stawberry and wild fruit; I seek virtuosness on a cup of tea.




- Where are you vicious boy of wonder?

- Where's my head?!

Hammering towars emptyness; I suddenly realize that I haven't lost hope on the lost lime of wisdom.

- Release me; PLEASE................



(Text: Manuel Espirito Santo)
(Image: Rodrigo de Oliveira)

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