Exhale - Unprocessed, Vincent Schmitz

My thoughts awake

When dark shadows swallow my eyes

Then I grasp you

Out of me and listen

To the breath of your step in me

Your image is so much closer

As it rips my nights

And scattered by days

It returns into my silence

I gather you in me

And begin to understand

Be my playground of intimacy

Voilence of endearment

You have to inhale if you want to breath

Tired views fall down

Soft bounce without sound

Blurring colours of shattering brains

Warm salivation

Shuttered expression

The aromatic shades of darkness

A red breath whispers in the rivers

The screaming of drowning tongues

A black breath whispers in your bloodlines

You have to inhale

If you want to breath