She put the tablet on his tongue
Sweet leaps of happines into a tunnel of his brain
Intertwine into one body of pool, a pool of of love.
His lips caress her neck and she moans with delight
She moves with the tempo of the music as she dances in the light
And the men of masks with sadness on their face painted by night
Move with the tempo of the shadows and move in and never in sight
She runs her fingers above his skin, lets him live
And for this one moment, electrified he is inside
The fading pulse is growing ever so weak and he can't speak
His mouth is numb but her kiss awakes him in delight, in the night
one good line of cocaine and she went insane
one good line and a glass of wine
At the heart's they bind, an in the middle they find
A passage way to the peace of mind.
-Mauricio Sandoval(c)2003.