You Exist Poem by George Tzouvaras

Watching not to infract proportions
In fathomless chaos of patience you let yourself go
There is a sensation of flight in everything you see
There is an aspiration of expectation in everything you feel
and behind the curtains
there is a small elusion in everything you seek.
In the half light of your room
the watch is a proof that you live
and night becomes a lighthouse to your affairs.
Long distant noises, hackneyed words,
you try to feel the sorrow of the objects,
you lie in the delusion of the moments
like a breath of a clear sky
and you roll many times
in the despair of isolation.
Night tonight speaks to you with riddles
and your sensations nod you to follow them
for one more trip,
for one more moment,
far away from the fear of the sorrow
so close to the pleasure of thought.
You exist today for the night,
you exist today for her
which as the night can love you.