Nocturnal

In a flash of mild lucidity

I remember I've forgotten all the traces

Traces that are mislaid

in the deep of our own hearts

Abandoned in a wharf

of mutual infliction

Between the tender lights,

the rain is falling right here where I lie

Under the cruelty of a

slow silence, fading away

Covering the blind encounter

as embraces slay

All is desert, filled with hollow

I'm slowly going away

Without conscience, I see myself

Staring at you forever in this play

Through myself, a turmoil of void

Through my veins, runs splintered flesh

With no clearness,

I stare at you but cannot reach

Without memory,

remains the eternal dance of broken links

Through myself, a labyrinth of madness

Through my veins, runs sincere blood

With no clearness,

we observe the passion emptying itself

Without memory,

we're contemplating our lethargic love

I equilibrate myself

in the unseeable thread of distant sanity

And touch in vain the perpetual void of wind

Transmute the rational logics of time fractions

Into an endless intermission of submerse memories

I throw off the vanities before opaque eyes

I observe my allegories spreading out

Burns the static dance of thought