i woke this dusty morn
with dreams forlorn
someone tossed a key
backhand to me but
fell where no-one knew..

we searched high and low
and though there were some
it was not the one
and to what did it cut
anger a hole in a heart or

you..in laughter..or dome´s
ancient tear..
to unlock and free your
love..
or your dying glance
to me..