-1-
Come...
Come...
For the stars have told the story of my love
To the silence of the nights
To the sorrow of the nights
And you are a mirage
That passes through my mind
And vanishes in my mind...
-2-
You were so cruel to me
You made life groan...
Die...
And be buried in my eyes
Your cruelty...
Oh, if only I had never been anything!
-3-
My tears flowed despite the drought,
And they ran, tracing a wondrous path,
And proving that I have become a stranger,
And that I am a cloud passing through summer,
And raining down sorrowful tears of love.
-4-
I did not long for the long nights,
I am not a phantom,
Desired to vanish,
I am the poet of love,
And passion,
And beauty,
I live for beauty,
And I perish in beauty.
Come...
For my voice has grown hoarse,
And the shouting has grown weary.
Come,
And I have spent the night
I long for the whisper of supplication,
murmured each morning:
Come.
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