She would awaken her eyes early in the morning sleep was getting ready
when for her the closing of the eyes
would become active with open eyes
she thought that by her sleeping,
sleeping people would wake up
she would trap their dreams
between her eyes by opening them wide
as they closed her two eyelids
like the shutters of a thousand windows
would open towards her
and her palm wrapped around her fingers
would rub her eyes
reddened it is assumed
that some smoke some shadow
the principle of mathematics
applies to you!
I told her one day to throw away the allure of sleep like you throw away
the body's body scrub
when have you ever looked back
some part of the body
has been shed in it too
I wonder what kind of woman she is
she keeps the bright side of sleep
protected in the darkness
whenever she sleeps enough
the morning sun will rise from the west
that day the earth's pride
will melt like snow
will it be?
watching with apprehension standing in opposite directions
the woman and her sleep
both weeping loudly
their sudden burst of laughter is pure madness and an assessment of the famine
of a woman's sleep which is a cursed debt
on every civilization
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 馃槉馃檹 
