To Nicole
See a blondie fairy behind these garden's candles
See the witch
Beaming among sordid crowd, silly people
See me now
Demon's wings are seeded on my back
Where am I flying to?
So lone in this strange felicity, so fast in the dark, cause I overtook light years ago
Like you have said beloved witch
There is no death
We all fly to love
Praha August 27, 2006
