Could have been ----Dry

"Could have been dry"

A dry fault is my lip/

i mean the tremble of my lips extends in your past with me-

your wine...

Opening the door of the time, your dream comes down from the sleeping rain/

Give me your rain ,I stop/ steadfast in your dreamy rain/

Far in thinking

and away ..

Fearless/ with no forgetfulness,

In the hour of time,once in a vague past..

Under your foot-Those dances.\

Hotness that destroys the king, destroy itself

While thinking/ the light trembles in your kisses

It stops the road/ Open the kisses/Leave some grass in the burnt heart/ the rain wakes up from a bird waiting the sea with another sea..

Your foot walks at night/ light..light..

It opens the rain/ the rainy morning

Death knows nothing about us/

Grass is under your feet and shadows writing uncolored letters.

Your foot walks at night....

You are my only word,

But? do i know your name?

Your voice is dark with kisses unexchanged/Of kisses you did not share with me..

The night is the dust of this exile,Your kisses hang some moon freezing on my road, where i tremble under the sun..

The air of two separated persons/

Air of kisses standing alone

The wheat of your belly folds these white lilies and the sun comes,,,

Or I won't be born.Hold your tired water

The branches will fall back to me...

slowly

slowly

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I AM A BROKEN CHILD...

Trembling in the night that is calling home...

I love you means_ a word not uttered yet,

A tree with no leaves giving shadows,,,,,,,