Interlude III - El Deseo

Hunger, thirsty of a deep touch
Vulture of the punctum on my soul

Anger, fury and collapse
I’m a living corpse, a beauty fan

Flesh and bones, aura and souls
Bodies enter, people don’t
I feel alone

Amazed by feelings: I’d like to be a cloud
To rain every pain desires cause me down

But I’m the mist that once grabbed and kissed
The one you never trapped
The one you never miss

I want to