Night Scattering ____


The poems of the lovers ascend to the sky before their birth, and the fragrance of silt scents the delicate fingers, when the earth was water .. And in the cliffs of tears the sunset grows, shivering from the cold of dusk. And the perplexed in an unprecedented existence, spinning like sea pearls, looking at the stars. The crimson blood shines in the vines, and the choir of angels sings a sacred melody for the shoots of kisses .. “Love is born here” .. “In the most holy of the holies of the Lord” ... the poems of lovers rise to the sky, carrying from the earth the mourning of the deserts, the desolation of the cactus, and the breaking of the branch at the riverbed And he drew the weeping clouds on the roofs of dormant lakes. "This night is full of beauty." The two lovers say, "This night is full of beauty," they whisper