Like zenith,
Or fire,
I am enamored to you intensely
The diurnal shadows
That breathe by the corners
Keep the nocturne inside
Their hollow chests
And there, in my slumber,
I love you more than dreams
Like ether,
Or elixir
But then, with one stroke of light
From the arms of the Sun,
I do not know
What to feel anymore.
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