/xml/top-banner.xml /xml/bottom-banner.xml no text/html; charset=UTF-8 en-us Ivo Widjaja description equeenox equeenox (c) equeenox poems blackporsche no mel sept 18 04 You're a black Porsche in the hurried fast lane With a fragile wreath of roses steering wheel Gripped with full anxiety while your passion kicks the gas fearlessly, Speed to my own life! you say, hopeful but fateful And I ask you, Can I have a ride to the sunrise? But you reply, How can I deliver you to the light without passing through the darkest path of the night?