I Got Lost In A Lulaby Everyone Said Come Back Down To Earth Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

I like looking at the starrs its better than looking at brown rocks

but ive learnt the many angles of a rock

they guide me to the ancient lake

oh snake where are you going

rythm where are you going

to the forest or to the viridian sea, and evaporate and become the moving clouds

the trees fascinate me with their green

my sexual needs will be satisfied in the green valey where; love is

the red road through the limestone archway leads to utopia


love love love her love lead me to the garden of flowers