I don't know how you make the deep darkness of my existence shine
With the magic of your mere glance
There is something within you
With which you play the desolate silence
Like a sitar in the bosom of the sea
In your impossible sky
You are flying like a free bird
With the shadow of your voice
Which is almost mute
And I am standing at the harbour of poetry
Opening my eyes in the deep fog
It seems that even imaginary happiness
Has come to an end
I don't know where, sitting on which rock
You are plucking flowers
Here I am sprinkling water
On the dry eyes of sorrow
Perhaps there is an impenetrable curtain of butterflies between us
Whatever happens
I will keep coming in bright nights
I will play the moon like a guitar
For you
And throughout the spring
I will keep beating the spring like cotton
For you
I will endure the pain of harness
Hoping to share the aroma of divine essence
The shallow waters have called me
breathing up into the deep end
Giving up the effervescence in solitude
I will hang out myself into sweet memories
For you
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
