God and Dog

The glow
the sharpness of the flow
the sisters in love
the madness
a rising sun
no more pain
no more brain
no more fruits out of focus
the silence as a piano
under the skin of God
the quietness of an empty soul
the hands of the lonely man
no more red grapefruits
in the bed
no kisses
the flow of the nature
a liquid path between floating skins
from a future path
the body aches with no end
of the hidden man
no need of you
no need of me
just a breathe
to celebrate
the join of the lonely dog
with the lady
the lost hotel
under the grass
of the kindness
and madness

Sometimes
God and Dog
are just a few letters so close to be
the same
destiny