I sleep beneath the untamed vines,
On mossy earth and fleshy leaves...
Spreading marigold
dust at the feet of uncovered...
I will go quietly,
when moon sleeps...
Let it be. Your face
hidden between the...
You are made to
love, deadly and chaste...
Selling the stardust
to become rich...
Someday I will
ask questions standing...
I was my own
slave to walk on rose...
Walking my dog at dusk
basking together in our solitudes...
I let you go
to meet the panther...
Standing in dark storm,
not to turn back...
In deep silence
my words float in your eyes...