Four lightnings to the floor
dance at his heart on flames.

To gain the wisdom he falls.
To get up he awaits.

Maybe a hand,
maybe a smile
- nice to hear a foreigner
known language
close to his skin.

(But) he did the unthinkable.

He has fallen in love with a she of stone.
Crystal stone; unbreakable to what goes down,
unbreakable to what stands and demands.

He has placed some chains
around her neck, chest and hips
for her to be steady and ready for him.

He flies...