Love Me

Love me when you hear the lips parting the silence And the soul of the night is unraveling In the vapor of light I'm just a child who torments the dawn stretching My thoughts on the bleeding strings! Love me, Upon being hidden from the eternal with astonished steps Walking the shells under the eyelids. Trees that break their eyelashes. Giving into the shade. . . I'm nothing else than a grass stubble, White passions return to the panhandles of birds! Love me, We're close to the heaven: Me, you, the yellowish leaf, The deer, the desert licked up the warm windows.