Perfect. Everything stops, each step fills the room with a steam of madness,

The beauty feels so deplorable.

I am looking for someone.
I swear I felt we touch. Tense like it's created by you. You were here. We speechless told each other's words. We were intend. We wrote a musical. My soul were dancing. I gave it you. Is it love?

Yes I loved you. Yes I Loved. You wanted me, but started feding me with devotion. Drain me in silk. It so small here,

So beautiful. So deplorable. Standing still. You were never found.