My heart sank
sit next to the dawn
the pain of their love
and dream of distances.
The light of dawn brings
eyeless
bone marrow of the soul.
The great tomb of the night
or black veil
up to hide the day
the vast starlit summit.
What shall I do about these fields
taking nests and branches, surrounded by the aurora
night full of soul!
What will I do if you have your eyes
dead to bright lights
and should not feel my flesh
the warmth of your eyes!
why I lost you forever
clear that afternoon?
Today my heart is dry
like a star off.
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