Last part

the final thought
falls
like water

raindrop on a desert plane

waiting to be swallowed
as if second nature
must
bring back harvest again

a final trial
before the circle will win

a chance to sleep
one last night
until the morning begins

so let us hold this peace
this moment,
be still in time


and freeze all thought …


… until we're ready
to go back on the line

reflections left to rest
lay down your constant war

agree
to neither sun nor moon
and take on
this solitary voyage
to guide the sea to shore


..

Had I known

had I not
already known
what your arms
around my body
feel like

your skin on mine
our breath confined
to the space
where our thoughts connect
and our souls entwine

then I'd known
there cannot be a truth
in what they say

for it must be infinitely better
to have never loved …

than losing
what has since
become our fate


but then again …

it is too late


..

Lay me down

through the trees
I watch the clouds
hide the moon

just like me
feigning disinterest
as if winter didn't start
too soon

snowflakes slowly fall
and cover my brown hair
until there's no more me
until I'm no longer aware

the numbness that surrounds me
will kiss my dreams to sleep
world enclosed in silence
in which I've falling in too deep

can you give me my serenity
and release my weakened pulse
hear my cry for isolation
…
let me grow …
underneath this blanket
covered world


..

You are fading away slowly

was your
caressing hand
a forbidden sign of affection?
instantly unleashing castigation?

the moment when our circles linked
you undeniably turned transparent
changing into vapour
and hopelessly beyond my reach

now all I am
is a widow
mourning over a song
I'm sanctioned not to sing


..

Bare essence

let us move the house
from its invasion
I'll take the bricks
you have the brass
and let us rebuild it
somewhere
anywhere
and promise we can stay
away from this house of glass

let us start in the attic
where memories lie
'cause we're no longer careful
nor afraid
so let us start up the attic
and take it down
until there's nothing left
but the bare essence
of you and I

let us bury the furniture
and mourn an appropriate time
let us get it over with
and handle
what we can
and all the rest
let's leave it for a while

let us break down the house
brick by brick
I'll take yours
you take mine
and let that be the foundation
for somewhere
anywhere
we will refurnish
a renovated memory line


..