What if I tell you that I saw a birdUpon your sex...should you believe it?And if it isn’t true, the Universe will not change at all.If I say that Desire is EternityBecause the moment burns without endShould you believe it? And if it’s not true...So many have said it that it could be.In desire we are touched by sophomania, ornamentsImmodesty, shame. Why can’t I dot with innocence and poetryBones,