I know you can the night condense
deep inside of your nocturnal soul,
and grab the pallid wandering clouds
as a gift for me to sense.
I know you can the dawn shape
at the bottom of your bright heart,
and drown me down with it
to an eternity with no scape.
I know you can over the ocean levitate,
such strength has the sea never seen,
that delicious vigor of your fate.
I wouldn't know why your tepid bawl
apologizes to me at midnight.
Confessing misery, before you fall.
