weakness
sensuality
honey is distilled on your lips
complicity
chance
in mine I have found your skin
naivety
fragility
every spell is going to fade
confrontation
in conclusion
I am the wound and you are the salt
and on the horizon
everything is circular
I am wrong again
again and again
diversity
plasticity
I am the ether if you are the sea
darkness
fatality
I am the wound
and you always salt it.