i make love to solitude
and i like her
she has no words but she speaks
well
about how this world is going to be lived
well
how to walk with wisdom
regain that posture of confidence
despite
the uncertainty of that
destination
i make love to solitude
most of my nights are lighted with nothing but stars
impregnated
she goes somewhere
still longing for my kiss
i have become a stranger no more
to myself
and perhaps even to you
divine
silence....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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