the lamb

hold me gently over
icy waters
you’re the one who tells me
that you’ll hold no other

kiss my forehead and whisper
hush, hush, little baby
although I don’t trust you
don’t want you to blame me
with the hand
feel the land
I’m the lamb

you told me you cared
about my desires
and I knew you meant it
as i felt the fire
with the hand
left my impression
in confession

I will never destroy
the thought you are mine
as long you enjoy
your everlasting crime
with the hand
you close my eyes
you say good-bye

novembro 1990