where is outside, where is the shadows the exile the ironies the apathetic flashes of light

where it is inside in the heat in the fiery in the pleasure in the meat in the laughter

the wind breaks from the tops of the stars

a caress of the moon

an eloquently erratic thought

where is it, in your arms where is the sublime

the hollow, the flat, the soft and the rigid

where are the kisses the looks of love

red lips

where is the sky of promises of sighs and dreams

drinking with dry thirst

i feed on the cravings for the dust of withered flowers

where is the fire the soul

where is black where is white

where is