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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Boatman and some love songs

hours of magic silence

song of the haunted rain,

your voice travels to me
through the wet empty spaces
of the night

like an echo of faint desires

a kiss of the blue swords
of time


whirlwind of roses
and poems,

silver tears
in your amorphous eyes

calling you mine,
I speak a silent prayer
inside your temple of faith

bit by bit,
I sketch your name
on the white sand

farewell to my love
for winter nights..........

I finish my last letters
beneath the moon


boatman of the skies,

night after night,
your song grows more painful
in my sleep

your tunes weep
as you travel in my dreams

the waves never complain
of your trust
in illusions

I hear you speak
with passion
to the monsoon winds

you sing softly to the rain
your tales of grief or pain

like a child,
you stare at the stars
and wait
for her response