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Lips of October

oooooooooooThey've grown plump with presence
oooooooooooa pair of them living together
oooooooooooat the entrance to your face

oooooooooooGatekeepers, the faithful
ooooooooooo& voluptuous servants
oooooooooooin your employ ...

oooooooooooOut of their intimate life together --
ooooooooooo ... ... meeting to share a wetness,
oooooooooooa ... ..a taste, a word, a sound
ooooooooooo-- they now want a life of their own
ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssoooo ... ... & to travel!

LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLeaving the known, we return home
oooooooOctober lips, the salmon are moving upstream
oooooooooooOctober geese, your lips lift
ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssinto the great sky

ssssssss..sssssss"I want ... I want ... " -- their simple words
ssssssss..ssssssssound like a kind of honking ...

ww..And the wise animals who know

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhow to find their way home a thousand miles,

ww..when the wise animals inside us
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhww..want to meet
they disappear ...
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..into the alive darkness
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhww..tttthat descends
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhww..fffffffffffffffffffffffffacelessly
ww..And I want to follow them ...
 

LLLLLLLLLLLLaaaLLLLLand meet you
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhw..in miraculous blackness
ww..without a name, a past, a plan ...

LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.Lost, and at the same time, deeply found
LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.I want to move with you
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhw..iiiiiiiiiiiiiinto the slippery current
in a country without maps or road signs
where only
aaaaaaaaaaaaa familiar rightness guides the journey

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhww..fffffff ... fffffffffffffff& letting go
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..hhhw..iiiiiiiiiiiiiiis the only
LLLLLLLLLLLLLmmmLLL.means of travel