Your taste is sweet,
like honey and quince;
You taste ocher and blue, always in move
but there, still...
Like fertile lands on-a-lull against blue skiesYour taste is greyish
like stormy clouds;
your taste is briny
like excited turbulent sea
embracing, caressing
always penetrating
soaking in your passionYour taste is white
like the words written in-between these lines
carefully crafted on this fragile alphabet
ad lib written upon our skin
Your taste is sweet,
like honey and quince;
You taste ocher and blue, always in move
but there, still...
Like fertile lands on-a-lull against blue skiesYour taste is greyish
like stormy clouds;
your taste is briny
like excited turbulent sea
embracing, caressing
always penetrating
soaking in your passionYour taste is white
like the words written in-between these lines
carefully crafted on this fragile alphabet
ad lib written upon our skin
Current Residence: Madrid, Spain Favourite style of art: Minimalistic, abstract, natural media Operating System: Mac OS X MP3 player of choice: WinAMP Wallpaper of choice: abstract, minimal, 3D Skin of choice: My wife's