Your beauty
\ncurled in my hand
\nlike the curve of the moon.
\nA nuptial fullness
\nof diaphanous pearl.
\nYour eyes flirted
\nlike flickering comets
\nin the passion of a dream.
\nI cannot go there,
\nwhere the sea
\nopens its face to heaven.
\nWhere no man has sailed.
\nWhere the horizon
\nis the edge of your cheek,
\nsunrise,
\nthe opening of your lips.<\/p>\n
Your heart
\nspeaks in the waves.
\nI can only wonder
\nwhere gods go
\nwhen they want to sleep.
\nYou, wandering,
\nfound me like a stone
\nto pick up
\nand marvel at its hardness,
\nuntil the wind
\ncalled you back.
\nTo a world
\nwithout walls.
\nAnd love leaves tracks
\nwhere I lost you
\nin the unfathomable
\nexpansion of the moon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Your beauty curled in my hand like the curve of the moon. A nuptial fullness of diaphanous pearl. Your eyes flirted like flickering comets in…<\/p>\n