The black voodoo of his mind  
creates the magic song,
long…
long…
in a magnificent talk.
This is the main reason for his
Rise.
And lies…
In the first glance
Rarely will found,
On his lovely eyes!
Oh…
Make us fall in love,
The black voodoo in our hearts!

She guided my fingers and told me to paint on her canvas.

Her moans were pleasantly loud as were they vibrant.

Fiery reds, deep blues, blinding whites and never ending blacks were just the tip of her color palette that night.

Hiding me
Inside
Your soul
You search for me
wondering  around

Never I went far
From  
The sky
Of your  heart
Being in one place
I  always
Shine
Like a star