Love Me
Love me
when you hear the lips parting the silence
And the soul of the night is unraveling
In the vapor of light
I'm just a child
who torments the dawn stretching
My thoughts on the bleeding strings!
Love me,
Upon being hidden from the eternal with astonished steps
Walking the shells under the eyelids.
Trees that break their eyelashes.
Giving into the shade. . .
I'm nothing else than a grass stubble,
White passions return to the panhandles of birds!
Love me,
We're close to the heaven:
Me, you, the yellowish leaf,
The deer, the desert licked up the warm windows.
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