Over the fever rock

the crawl of lust walks throughout the body.
Between black and white
Your smile is rainbow
appears and then miss.

The eye cries from burning fancy
and the distance from what I love
uncertain furture.
thoughts go astray.

when doubt begins to scream
inside of my soul.
The distance from you, covering the margins of the night with ghosts.
I do not know whether I am a fool or are you cunning?
One day
I will leave.
letting for you a sign between the stones and the pits.