Then another day of light
then another of these sunsets
portals, columns and fountains.
You taught me to live
Teach me to leave.
But the sky is all red
of baroque clouds
on the river that washes
under the last sun.
And while breath to breath
pushes the warm wind
whispers another invitation
that tells me to stay.
Then stroking flattery dropouts
then those eyes of green sweetness
One Thousand and One of these promises.
You taught me the dream
I want reality.
And while breath to breath
pushes the warm wind
whispers another invitation
who says you have to love
who says you have to love.