Gravitation (from lost flesh to eternal materialization)

"Otis" vibrated in the room like a chant from another galaxy,this feverish but passionate shout painted more than visions of space, a striking muse with a lighted face, her almond eyes smiling between the curtains of her black straight hair; the dust like oppresing stars keep the body in stillness, in the dark beneath an inclined roof, and the complaint of the song grow in intensity, the mind is absent, nothing sleeps nearby, the matter in reality doesn't exist anymore, here rises the iridescent veil of infinity; the touch of sound allows to drift in his own brain showing a radiant beatitude, planets seemingly on the palms of each hands and this caressing voice as a cradle; time slows down and stops, a created unity floats to wrap the pain, numbs the living moment to feel as dispersed rays with millions eyes, all crystallized around sheer beauty, the universal beauty of the muse.