You a fiery bush growing in my head.

I look out my window pane.
Above, you turn the moon.

Damn you!!-You know me.
Some things should remain a mystery.
Like eyes...
A million questions and no one to unlock the key?
The riddle is me.
I'm the sphinx
I'm the wall openning.
The closing.
The yesterday coming.
The clocktower watch.
The dreamer's fornication.

By Russel Pegasus Kana