玫瑰

有一種飲料是這樣的，當你喝下去之後，會逐漸的散發到你身體的每一吋去，會滲透進最微小空隙，然後從內在開始敲打你。由對現實的注視和不自覺的絕望，由對體溫的引盼和心靈的契合，由害怕，由我們都是平凡的平凡，由這些組成的關於絕望失望渴望混合的狂喜狀態。

它需要一個提味料。

Sting

Desert Rose



i dream of rain
i dream of gardens in the desert sand
i wake in pain
i dream of love as time runs through my hand

i dream of fire
these dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
and in the flames
her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

this desert rose
each of her veils, a secret promise
this desert flower
ne sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

and as she turns
this way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
this fire burns
i realise that nothing's as it seems

i dream of rain
i dream of gardens in the desert sand
i wake in pain
i dream of love as time runs through my hand

i dream of rain
i lift my gaze to empty skies above
i close my eyes, this rare perfume
is the sweet intoxication of her love

i dream of rain
i dream of gardens in the desert sand
i wake in pain
i dream of love as time runs through my hand

sweet desert rose
each of her veils, a secret promise
this desert flower
ne sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

sweet desert rose
this memory of Eden haunts us all
this desert flower, this rare perfume
is the sweet intoxication of the fall

我記得 Laszlo Almasy 和 Katharine 在清爽的乾熱天氣中共浴。