To not to see is easy

After having seen it all

Fervour is passé

Now the fad is to crawl

The naivety is lame

For a crime that is innocence

The insipidity is vain

For the charm infests in this pretence

Timid and faint

Remnants of the last refrain

Transcends space, transcends time

Where the passion is mild

And the engulfing silence ( Read more... )