Give Me Time

Collect what dissipated Of laughter in my lap! I spent lots of time Wearing a black colors and What flipped from starlight--- On the threshold of absentee! So give me time! This death, will not be stripped By windows and amulets, Nor stripping in front of thought When rising in the air like doves, Not even bends the head, When love reveals like a spring, For our present which filled With clouds and storms! Give me more time! To walk like suns walking in the sky- I am not a guard to the cold In corners of the house, I am not the guard of silence and death, When the night, walking through me. So, Collect what dissipated of Laughter In my lap and cry!