Sunrise
I have passed ...
through the mirage of the wall
the train whistle as it was leaving
the faint smile of the kiss
through the unspoken memories
to the kindness of the silence
in the wet embrace of the shame
behind the wet rainy window
in the shelter of your caressing words
I have composed a new line.
I close my eyes,
there is your glance,
with a world of narcissus scents
and counted breaths
from the bed of the heart
that cried the poem
in the moonlight of its nights,
I dedicate my serenade to you
because love
is a simple sunrise of your gaze
slipping on my body
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