Where are you while I lose you
where am I while I lose you
O Amen of your closed eyes,
slowing down of breathing
where are you while I look at you
beauty that does not succeed in
believing itself,
gentle scale of your breast
and oblivion, motionless bar
of the light, the reappearance over the water
of stars alive yesterday.
Magnet of my dreams
harsh cry of the evening,
desperate love of love
where are you while I lose you
where do you return while I look at you
where am I while I lose you . . .
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