I went for a rollercoaster with my girl,
She wore her most beautiful dress.
I could see her shaped knee…her breasts…her waving brown hairs,
her amicable eyes.
I wasn’t afraid,there was no fear left,
I wasn’t compassionate,
she knew it.
We went high…we went over ancient trees…we went over psychedelics,
and she was holding my hands all the way, to make me feel like a ruthless pirate.
we were in vertical fantasies.
Then I saw him.
A boy, holding the thumb of his father,
a infinity of symphonies inside him,
a little hummingbird.
All purple in his eyes.
He made me remember something,
a creature from good old rock and roll times,
an afternoon of creamy childhood,
a rented house with water dropping from it’s roof.
I was seen through.
Then and there I decided to not stop this rollercoaster ever, from this floating musical.