High under your bosom there where everyone is accepted

What beauty is that
That lays beside you?
No unicorn can
Fight the lioness
And suddenly the sky explodes!
Lost the eyes
Never return
To the point before...
We're all on drugs the ancient from Persepolis remarked.
Parthenon screamed
What do you mean higher standards the bride of Prassov asked?
What are u looking if not what everyone else?
Under your bosom hides the sun I said…
She laughed disapprovingly...
Since we’ll not fuck today
Let's at least dance,
Or something...