K-pax (Kirlian Camera)

A sunny morning, almost spring, your drowsy smile grey like a kiss some weary lover would have given to a glorious jewel from the abyss. Where are the hours of your rising night...? Worn-out and incredibly bright... And then again we both wake up saying hello to our own world a dust like gold was everywhere filling the room, the reborn air unseen a spetter was waiting for that invincible soldier. He had my eyes and my cruel heart my secret days, my chilling flames was near to you while staying apart watching his days lost in a game made for some ghosts looking like him but I can swear he had a dream. A sunny morning, maybe March And now must turn my face to you, I must realize what is that arch enemy looking for your blue but willing and merciful arms. Don't say a word. The world has gone.