Les coquelicots saignent dans le ciel de ton coeur

Watching you elevate from the aromas of the full moon,
You come next to me dressed in dusk.

While every look from your eyes knocks at my door.
i flap my wings in the air of your laughter.
while the voices i hear talks through the throat of love.

Yesterday i gathered you in my longings,
but today, i have sat next to the ocean where your heart mingled within its storms.

i have seen the beauty of your soul on a sky sacred to you alone
where your silence weeps in a language of inner memories and sanctified pain .

How lovely are these white flowers in the clouds upon the ocean that roars in your soul
while you let melancholy write upon your face a golden poem.