I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.
I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.
The night, gallops on its shadowy mare
Shedding blue tassels over the land.
The same night whitening the same trees.
I don't want to go on as a root and a tomb,
alone under the ground, a warehouse with corpses,
half frozen, dying of grief.
Thinking, freeing birds, dissolving images,
burying lamps.
Such a passion of weeping tied to my body.
You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!
Love is so short and oblivion so long.
Thinking, burying lamps in the deep solitude.
My soul wandered, happy, sad, unending.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
You are the daughter of the sea, oregano's first cousin.
Naked you are tiny as one of your nails;
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world.
Headlong, violent, stretched towards the sky.
And my soul dances, seared with curls of fire.
What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
My darling, suddenly
the line of your hip
becomes the brimming curve
of the wine goblet,
your breast is the grape cluster,
your nipples are the grapes,
the gleam of spirits lights your hair,
and your navel is a chaste seal
stamped on the vessel of your belly,
your love an inexhaustible
cascade of wine,
light that illuminates my senses,
the earthly splendor of life.
The same night that whitens the same trees.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories