The golden fruit

Slowly with a blink

It passed the Pearle’s gate

Salty, wavy and somehow mixed with pain

It’s strange to my tongue

Strange to my tearsEven thoughts surprisely it mixed with my veins

Something from the past

Something inhaled the dirt of my land

Something I would call a holy taste

Something likes the shape of my heart

My heart was hammering inside my lungs

A tear lost its way in my eye
A weird feeling shocked my bones

Happiness s what I thought about

A fairy in her golden gown

Shuttering like a mirror to a million smile

Adam lost Eden for an apple

And I may gain it with an ancient olive branch