small bird I
cheering liberty,
need shelter and warmth of a nest to save it
Let fly-free-to you
and find refuge in your arms
I love to be there
near you or where you are
feel about me, turned into your mattress
or be the pillow that keeps your dreams, asleep
and one other thought, awake
I would like to be your mouth, your teeth or your tongue
for saliva, taste or breath.
Transmuting, perhaps, in your voice
verb and me and then word
I would stay by your side,
be undressing your inner shadow
and stays behind you or beside,
to take care with the sun's rays
and lull in the arms of the moon
All that I like,
else, I can not say with words ...
Dream not enough for me,
but try to write your presence
your eternal absence hurts ...