All these DREAMS long FORGOTTEN.
Do YOU are MY guiding ANGEL; POLLY?
I TRY to seek YOU on TINY pieces of WISDOM; But I DON?T SEE you here JEAN.
STOP talking to ME please.
I'm contemplating THE POLLY and the LIGHT and the LIME.
LEAVE me the FUCK alone.
Where are YOU; my bloody KING?
WHAT ideas have you got in MIND for ME?
Be MY guiding LIGHT.
JEAN: Do YOU feel MY orgasm?
POLLY: DO you sense MY legs?
I want TO rest here meditating; that's why I'm gazing at YOU; Don't you UNDERSTAND?
Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo
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