5480 Little

With your hands on my body, 

I was fleeting in a flash 

In the stellar vastness, 

A solitary leaf 

In the extensive forest, 

A forgotten petal 

In the vast garden.

I was barely a grain of sand 

In the infinite desert, 

A sigh lost 

In the immensity of the sky.

With the endless lips 

With which you covered me, 

I became a word lost 

In the echo of silence, 

Like a needle 

In the immense haystack.

I have been the barely audible whisper 

In the roar of the wind, 

A tiny shooting star 

In the limitless galaxy.

Like a raindrop 

In the vast sea.

I was transfigured in front of you 

In a tiny silhouette 

On the endless horizon.

Little am I before the tenderness 

You display before me.