The Five Senses
Darkness replaced by penetrating bright light.
Silence replaced by tweeting noisy voices.
Wool replaced by perishing wet water.
The night is my lover, my lover is the night, the night is my lover
– it´s you I love,
and it´s you I hate, oh, how much I hate you every morning,
morning!
Strong smell of black beans from next door…
Coffee!
About parrots and butterflies 