Testo Her Mark Peter Koppes
To mark on the table
Leaves her mark on the mind
The past drifting wayward
Melts into the sublime
The lost Roman saviour
Got a wind in her sail
I was left just to follow
The scent of her trail
That guy walks like concentration
Leaves a mark on my hand
Mother Nature connection
Only at her command
Leaves her mark on the table
Leaves her mark on the mind