The night is so quiet it awakes
Darts of the past, darts of the future
The cradle of both

A glass of water
One metallic sip of words
I'm looking for you
I leave my body
Sleeping uselessly
It’s a relief to look for you
In between dreams

That tree of yours
Of my morning
With extreme roots
In the stone
Is your body

In my sleep
Finding you asleep
Is to be alive

It’s your body
That inhabits
Branch by branch
My entangled blood in agitation

It can be without leaves
Neither hope nor longing
Without a book of faith
But with my roots and yours
It is enough

Your laughter, your color,
Your voice that haunts
Dose in my arms like a child
I shall climb stairs
With your name
Its outlined letters on my back
Far beyond man’s fatigue
We will still keep climbing.

Leafless, it can be, hopeless
I embrace the profile of your words

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