mercredi 26 mars 2014

THERE

There,
inside the soft cavity of my body,
you burn.
There,
in the space  where the night reigns,
you tremble.
There
in the depth of the broken dream,
you appear.
There
in the name of an ancient God
you beg.
There,
where oblivion arrives in ragged clothes,
I know you.
There,
where our memory has no peace,
we exist.
There,
where our bewildered souls binds one to another,
we lie.
There,
where the thinness of my silence questions you,
we embrace.
There,
where I press my heart
before the flood of words,
we persist.

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