Here is almost the moment
the instant
there is no longer the dark days
on the fading horizon
the luminous nights in the presence
of the radiant stars…
Hear my dear, it has grown
to bless this lifeless body
with a beating heart boundless
like water flowing without illusion
those frail hands will unite the
sorrowful knot of dreams
the protected radiance will rest
in witness, write upon the table
of the waters the foams, the froth
white, bright, salty
the burning thirst thrusts upon the heart
an ache that neither dawn nor dusk can
make it sweet, the yearning to drink thrashes
upon the shore of distant waters
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