Sound Signals

only these images left
on the folded rim of dawn
your words left
vivaldic journey
through my soul

thrown out in the void
contrast between truth and lie
sniffing speechless eternity

Destinies closed in stone
life gifted by stone
standing voluptuousness
deified

The stone,
never laugh
my love

She is the earth’s eyelashes
contrast between truth and lie
equilibrium between time and time
struggle of the white bird...

like you used to say ---

We are -
to be -
love -
just passing
just passing