Look through the eyes that suffered.
The same eyes that mightily blazed through another’s soul.
I’m pleading for a gaze, a gaze that changes all.
Look straight and deeper,
so I could cross and move on from one twilight to the other.
Life will move me there into love.
And into someone else’s thoughts.
There I will remember how passion kills.
How my world, like rain,
has no beginning.