4735 The last cycle of eternity

When I close

The doors

Of my eyes

And I look at you

From my loneliness,

I give up

Without hesitation

To the chirps

Of your voice.

My body

Ready stayed

From the last

Cycle of Eternity

In which you changed

Into sadness my trill.

When you open

The Windows

Of your eyes

And look at me

In my loneliness,

I will be ready

Without hesitation

To the warbling

Of your voice.