The move

She´s dancing against the move.The murderer there is watching and yelling in a mental worship of generous pain.The little girl on the back confirms there´s dew everywhere the pelican goes.Little girl how could you swear the moon was your sister and the lover was a shadow.Against the move you can look at the limit as the limit can see you.Can you see it when you´re sleeping?Look at the dancer,she´s waiting for some reward to give her some rest.That would be fine.We could change scenery for about one hour and remember those myopic times of heaven.The murderer stands still as a space guardian.We must defend our concessions and the lady is dancing.Should we cry again for her tonight?So long is the time to live and to dance...Remember cool thing I´m as blessed as the angel in you and I´m about to forget solitude.That´s what I could remember,dear Mr. Black.