As condensed years
in tears
distilled
sailed inside
if not in the heart
it's elsewhere to feel
the life
awaited

Inside
In defined space
In constant rise
indefinite that
corrodes

but sweet is the emptiness
If emptiness
of you.

Coming to the death
in ascetic millennia
of dismantled fluids
accruing illusory gestures

Maybe in the meanwhile
where life gets its flow
relentless pass
a spare reality

wonderful would be to
mirror innocently
the dreadful slaughter
of the reason.

One night we lingered
face to the moon
cradling in lovers arms

yet ours were
the fires in the sky
shining the night bright.

Clouded the minds
in oblivious thoughts
in vain prayers

aimed at peace
the hands
clung
war signs

Cold of the night,
shotgun and fire,
noise in the sky

yet ours were
the fires in the sky
shining the night bright

One night we lingered
face to the moon
cradling in lovers' arms

knowing the sun
won't follow.

Coming morning
of a new beginning
against the ripples

of the night before
when falling sleep recalled
impermanence.