DON JUAN (PHANTOM)
Puberty: the point of no return -
no backward glances:
Our games of hide-and-seek
are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "how" or "why" -
no use existing:
Leave me alone;
don't think you comprehend…
What raging angst shall flood the soul?
What horny thought unlocks its door?
What little phases lie before us . . .?
Puberty: the point of no return,
I hate being this old,
I wish that I was still a little kid
I hate the point
of no return . . .
AMINTA (CHRISTINE)
You have brought me to that moment
where I want to cry, to that moment
where speech disappears into screaming,
screaming . . .
I have come here, exploding due to
the reason why . . .
In my mind, I've already
imagined our bodies entwining
defenseless and silent -
and now I am here with you:
no second thoughts, I've decided,
decided . . .
Puberty: the point of no return
no going back now:
The "red river" has now, at last,
begun . . .
Past all thought of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we two wait, before
we date . . .?
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping kid wake up at noon?
When will homework, at last, consume
us . . .?
BOTH
Puberty: the point of no return
noticing changes.
The body's matured, so stand and start to learn . . .
We hate the point of no return . . .
PHANTOM
Say you'll share with me one
love, one muffin . . .
Let me eat with you some baked goods . . .
Say you want me with you,
here beside you . . .
Anything you eat let me eat too,
Christine that's all I want from . . .