samedi 29 novembre 2008


You surround me with the night
As your body is lying down along the length of the night and its width
and its depth..

You surround me with your voice, and illusions..
And revive the yearning inside of me and the forgotten longings
So I suffer sweetly

You wake me up from my monotonous sleep,
Take that heap of hay away from me,
And read my half-dead scream in my throat

I beg you
To go out of my night
To go out of my wound
Let me sleep!

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