Opium

Opium, desire or will? Inspiration bound from an elegant seed Subversion, through smoke I foresee Erotic motions of lesser gods in ectasy Opium, bring me forth another dream Spawn worlds of flesh and red, Little jewels of atrocity Opium, I sleep in debauchery And burn with you When you burn in me Opium, we fantasize As we fuse with your root You are a strange flower, We are your strangest fruit Opium, it burns in me and you Opium, it burns for me and for you "Por isso eu tomo уpio. Й um remйdio. Sou um convalescente do Momento. Moro no rйs do chгo do Pensamento E ver passar a vida faz-me tйdio." Fernando Pessoa/Бlvaro de Campos: Opiбrio