In the vagueness the stars tinge the never-ending sky
The moon wakes and enables her waves
And you rest on a foam-laden cliff
In a diadem of inebriated stars
O lonely rose enacting tears,
Dreams draped in sad suits of light
The butterfly implacable on freedom
Perches on the naked trees of winter
Abyss filled with life, Silence with sound
The nameless wind razes lighthouses
The incessant sea paves forests of flowers with sand
Here, you bring forth the only infinite love
In the form of blue crystals and thistles
Flowerless, flightless, full of life
lovely poem
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