sleep
Sleep
Eyes that close
Close, fall at night
Falls the heavy fatigue
She strangles, breaks, presses and flattens the last happinesses, in fact opportunities for crying, self-forgetfulness, and throws into the fire the first kisses of an angel
Who becomes a demon
While demon becomes dust
And let body become weight
Closed the eyes, closed the mind, closed any gesture
The sky falls asleep
Fall asleep angels
At the Bruidhean, where time is spun in a canvas
Silver hair
A case of ether and light
Grave, fall, fall, sleep
Fall, fall, fall eyes
Dream of the sighs of yesteryear
Dream of my love on a cloud
Whose wings will envelop you with the trust of Heaven
The one that men who look at each other dream of
Without daring to speak, nor to ask, nor to propose
Where to extend a distant hand?
Where to tell his expectation, and his boredom?
May 31, 2015