How does this eel feel?

Your high-heels…right.

Hear them clicking:

Click-clack

Click-clack

Cobbling down the Prague streets

Tombstones, stones, leaves…

You leave

The eel in your footsteps

You feel

I’m here, you see

The high-heels

I love - whatever you wanna call this

Whatever you hear

I wish...

...you were here

Closer than close

Nearer than near.