Beauty as a Sin

BEAUTY AS A SIN

Sunrays never shined

On the most luminous places

The children have never nailed lizards

Onto any wooden boards.

Stormy days were lukewarm

Like gentle spring caresses

And thunders were like a music

Not scaring anybody.

The sea went to draw a lost lake

While lapping the continent

Just while the snow was falling down

without memories.

Believe it

You were born within the arms

Of a crepuscular glory.

Faceless, His eyes smiled at you

Like inviolate coral

While you were gazing

At another haven's name

With your hazy memory

After a further flight

Called "birthday"...

Believe it

And now everybody falls asleep

In this grand silence

I knew that this moment would have come

To take your deep kiss away.

My bed now is filled with blood.