In this darkness, life
I see not
I feel not, but you
As time passes silently
Minutes per minutes
Days per days
I sense not, but you
To helplessness I submit
In this pitch intoxication
I am not, but you
With the desert singers
I am back, with you
Reclining us all on darkness
By the fire, in submission
pupils’ burning in eyes closed
This tavern serves only
Without, within with you
To the ones with cups
Or no cups at all
I smile giddily, with you
They sing feverishly
Drumming just a plate
Strumming just two stings
To the universes’ rhythm
I drink all, with you
Aged in lovers’ veins
And they sing
Of clay pots and rivers
Of birds and prays
Of dervishes and kings
Of me and you
On the desert sand
Wine flows like the soul
I desire all is more
I desire all is you
In this darkness, life
Open me to enter you
Take me from me
To vanish me in
Darkness and me
Life and you
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
In this darkness, life
I see not
I feel not, but you
As time passes silently
Minutes per minutes
Days per days
I sense not, but you
To helplessness I submit
In this pitch intoxication
I am not, but you
With the desert singers
I am back, with you
Reclining us all on darkness
By the fire, in submission
pupils’ burning in eyes closed
This tavern serves only
Without, within with you
To the ones with cups
Or no cups at all
I smile giddily, with you
They sing feverishly
Drumming just a plate
Strumming just two stings
To the universes’ rhythm
I drink all, with you
Aged in lovers’ veins
And they sing
Of clay pots and rivers
Of birds and prays
Of dervishes and kings
Of me and you
On the desert sand
Wine flows like the soul
I desire all is more
I desire all is you
In this darkness, life
Open me to enter you
Take me from me
To vanish me in
Darkness and me
Life and you
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