Until Poem by L.B. Temuco

She said you seem
very happy today
I am not at war
or taking the earth away
I hang as a thin thread
and like the spider in my head
weave all the mysteries of life
into the air
Until it is
full of dew from
long cold nights
I have spent wandering
Until I have
found that nothing
is there to be found
more than this water fled from stones
Until behind
frozen windows
warm tears lend
moisture to the dry
silence of deserted streams
Until against
my empty face
I feel the pulse of hot blood
and the slow filling
of loves weight
Until in
a doorway
in the old part of a city
the air hangs over them
like a stolen coat
she said you seem
very happy today
I am not sad
or wanting to leave things
I exist in a secret place
the same as before
between waking and not waking
I find dreams between the sky and the sea

Until it never ends