to love you
nothing more
I created you by the measure of my solitude
to lay on my eyelids
at the first smile of your flesh
to feel your presence

your smile in the full day
to vaporize the suns
in the middle of the night your dream
stealing the moon
oblivion without shade

I want to make you
the mistress of my eyes
and in the endless night
you shall give them light
as the spring
gives the soil grass