You are not of this planet
Of this distant space
Where you drift along the shore
Where you get lost in you the mirror
You are from a distant time
A distant kiss
Longing to pull me back
Again to your flame.
You are me, and I… you
We are like two shells
Floating under the sea
For eternity too…
And when I do
I see you,
You a distant road of black pitch torn apart by invisible lights
You a tree
In the night when every man is apart,
From the day that he lived through.
Then again I see you
Millions of times I slept and woke
With a strange smell of an oak.
I dream about a blue sea,
Coming closer towards me…
Embryos of a future moon
Swim and drown
Fly if not
Long after they take their last breath
Wanting to be flown away to the Moment’s
Bearing embryos of a future moon.
Walk and enter
Vale into a naked sky…
Inhale lighted pimples of its dark skin,
Through wondering souls eye…