tonight i feel above emotions because i am dreaming of you again.
every night must always be on this side of what is intensest.
perhaps on a September evening, like on the 23rd,another night must loom.
where the simplest mastery of your body's shape would toss me in grey silence.
ah, your sweat in my skin, and all flavors of your tastebuds in my tongue ---
all these i have mastered. because every night i am dreaming you.
and in my bed, in the sharp corners of tonight, i know, i shall not slouch.