While you go with joy
Flapping in the wind
Your swollen flag,
I will die again
Before you have mercy
Of my longing.
I will be skinless
Because the voracious flame.
Seems to be
That you do not pretend
Illuminate my being,
You don't want to miracle
My breathes.
Seeing you would do me so much good.
So, you can drain my soul,
You know that your green
Oxygenate my tired hands.
Like a space probe
I have been expelled
Far out of your galaxies.
You throw me into nothing.
And it saddens me to know
That my boat will stay
Unarmed with my sails hoisted,
Lifeless without your words.
I long for so much
The wonder of your gaze.
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