With You (2)

Do you see? The street we walked has no end shoulder to shoulder joined together without chains, in harmony with the rosy river hidden in the veins of our bodies. The song has no end this song hidden in the depths of our ears; hot and vermilion, craving life without a clot of blood. Do you see? Advertising posters are pasted on the wall of our street, frowning tight-lipped in a graveyard silence. Closer a companion than all the posters without glue or chains laughing singing like skin and flesh wholly you embrace my silent skeleton The road will not end nor our street in the frost of a solitary cell no more, not even, in a cell...