Anime-
in powdered pale morning without sleep
-no sound, no hands-
I saw a light and not for the first time including
your tears old
Red eyes like crazy in the shadow of the mountains Suns
***
Their hands across the glass-burning
spherical reflector for light-
stars.
whole universe shuddered at the show,
whispers in the wind wafted heavenly
shake the nerve of love
***
Jazz-improvisation saxophone-Western
the pale body, a slave of my soul
negra.
Oh, departures!
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