Your smiling eyes

—sugar cubes
destined for my blackness

Sleepless

—to stay with memories of you
a hour more

You are not here.

—I'm a list of lost occasions
abandoned on a chair

You are the supremely graceful
epiphany, the life changing
—illumination

Stay. And let me stare
at your fulgent elegance,
your lovely manifestation

till I'll become blind enough
and see the meaning
of this incarnation

My tiny rhymes pass away
—undiscovered

(an unpunished
innocent crime)

—You, my muse. I abused
your unaltered patience

Garrulous voices
my ears can not bear

Contralto deep tones
they shake my old bones
they echo in my heart
–yours

I'd like to have
an old picture of you
my love

–to be with you

when you were young
enough, not to feel yet
my predestined

–absence