WRITTEN TO YOU

The ocean is before me.
(The dawn crawls towards the Earth
as the waves crawls towards the shoreline)
How fine I feel when I wake up like this.
Beside you I would speak and speak,
centuries in front of the sea,
speaking about the dry years I have endured
as one who endures being sliced slowly with knives.

Long silence. Repressed air about me.

Austere air...
The depth of your touch
engulfed my body so..in a swift ball of fire.
I love you...
For myself, I wish to breathe the air you breathe,
the pure and free air you breathe.
Without warning you raised a dead dream for me,
it was peering at me through your eyes
and you never realized it.
You helped me raise myself above
the graves I had dug in my restless nights of ennui.
You gave me a bit of that air you covet so
so that I could breathe differently.

I wish for nothing. Never. Never...
But for your being... Your peaceful soul
wistful and stormy like a quiet wave on a vast sea.
Oh! In this cruel cage in which I have been placed,
do not ever forsake me.
You are the window to that sea that teases me so.
To my future filled with myriads of unreal possibilities.
Word for word... What I state it is true..
Truth can, at times, be disturbingly beautiful.
(The dusk rolls by my feet like the tail of a large tiger)
I can hear your hand on my shoulder from this distance.
I can feel your head on my chest
like a timid dove resting in peace.

I no longer wish to live without you.
The few years, I have left to roam this ghastly Earth
will be meaningless without you.
This, I can say with conviction and openly.
(The night arrives to me like the opened wings of seagull)
This is why I have decided to speak to you,
to speak to you about what I have discovered.
Like the wave rolls towards the shoreline..
I feel myself always walking beside you.
That I have this inmense ache hauting me so,
to break my oars in front of your shoreline.
Let me...please break those oars..
There isn't another island left for me
to sail to.. I have visited them all.
Let me.. please break these damning oars..
So that I can finally breathe the air I long to breathe...

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