Your touch to me
aborts the
song of abyss,
in the womb of
a drunk raven
before it sings
upon me
You do not see
how your kiss
calms howl of a sea
eager to jump
from its cup
to embrace and
bath civilization
You do not see
how in your absence
I need to please
an angry sun
not to melt
my iceberg and
drown me to the
very depths of coldness
You do not see
how a black hole
lost its will
not to sink stars
every night that
we are together
gazing those shinning
moles from afar
