For who I am
I am touched...
alone by the wind,
who wakes both flesh and blood.
and to my side my dear solitude,
shrouded by thoughts I had not sought.
What became of she who gazed at me with tender heart?
and what beating does us part...
I am forsaken...
to live among a desert god,
meddling at my skin.
knowing only of my horizon,
without end, giving in.
Where is my place on this earth of galaxy milk bred?
Do tranquil dreams still lie ahead..?
I am yesturday...
a name without sunrise,
gentle voices speaking at my mind.
a kin to daughter destiny,
sacrificing the touch I left behind...