With bitterness. I bring myself near your face. In myself I break All of desire for happiness. Just Be here. I keep you in the blue spaces of my thoughts, Where the raindrops can not reach, Where sunflowers Wither in solitude, Where words break the silence In countless shards of your touch And the walls are touching the glass clouds Where I carve your every breath. I can not plunge myself in your eyes, I'm drowning in their depths Of the colors of oak bark and fruit of the first chestnuts. Don't ask anything, Just pour my fingerprints on you In eternity, In the sound of lips separation, In the softness of skin pressed against the cheek. Feel my suffering Whispering in your ear.