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