Unreservedly
And irrevocably do I say:
I declare you a pathological side effect
Of my insomnia.
You flee
And I flee
You cannot and will not escape -
We are here.
In the order of things with no sense
You are the essence,
The mystery of love obssesion me
Steep is the shore of the Soul
I am a restless universe
You are everything I did not perceive in myself.
Through you do I fall into time?
You throw threads to me one by one
To gently weave the shroud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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