Leerte a obscuras... con los labios...

jouisseur sans bruit...

I amuse myself, imaging your lips in red

I confuse myself, knowing you are far away.

Mystique saloon bar...

She gulped her loneliness like it was dark red wine...

Overflow of Consciousness...

Your absence is the origin of silence
the traces in my mind, just ashes
silhouettes of loneliness walking
from your heaven to my hell;
Nothing else to say, just forget.