Is this what ‘Desert and Sea’ is about? I assume it’s not hot enough on your side of the world. In my world, there is rarely sunshine now, and when it appears, it’s too timid to warm me up, let alone melt anything. It’s not cold enough either to freeze the pain. It’s a gray, mild December. Only a magical vibration, a divine frequency could break through the thick greyness – the one of your voice.
Melting the pain in the hot nothingness?
