I feel the breeze of those forests
where we were completely naked;
when we ran together, among the trees

I remember the earth
damp like your skin,
cold and *****
as your lips
tasting sweet

But now I see myself
lonely, eating what's left
living completly in yesterday

I find myself broken
with a cracked beat
Because you have left
the naked breeze
among another trees

Now I miss the forest
and now I miss your skin