You will appear to me

 

If You will appear to me

like a tomorrow,

I'll become the present

that follows you

from behind.

I see you far

and I miss you among rays

until the unlucky twilight.

 

In my twilight

you are a fried mirror,

in the darkness that blackens

and burns you.

I understand

that I sill miss you

among rays

that come

from another sun.

You will change

You will change

what is the point of an evening that comes

and your shadow

and the end of a day

that leaves when the sun stays distant

and the moon does not draw near.

The dusk stops for a while waiting to decay

the dusk falls in the darkness

the horizons close

I’ve seen in the midnight 

I’ve seen in the midnight 

the mystic sky 

on the ground laying. 

Above it the stars got drunk 

with air, 

go and come 

on something hidden,

and thousands of butterflies completed 

with colours an empty space.

I’ve come down seven stairs

under seven sky shadows, 

where clouds crashed 

in the sea shore like waves. 

I’ve walked 

over on my own shadow, 

just when it came near me, 

crashed it without any hurt.

The magnet of the soul

A wave of your soul

burned with thirst,

and that flame

made the sky blue.

I'm back to rock

waiting for the next wave,

quench the passion

or him to extinguish me.

In the mirror of time

you embroidered blue,

from my rock

violet water flows,

and blue blood

that you so often mention to me,

I feel it

how to flow through the arteries.

That blueness

hidden under the skin,

drown your heart in the lake,

in seven sources

born of a stone,

my soul remembers you.

And your sky

only one cloud remained,

the magic of your eyes

a mirror.

My soul magnet

that attracts you

your soul magnet

that pushed me.