I run through these illuminations of so many lives.
Wrinkled leave as page marker.
Intimate perfume burners for a few beauties .
\'\' Je t\'aime \'\' parody line in a requiem .
Kisses and frivolities that taste like faded candies....
I\'ve crossed many deaths and spicy islands
in the furious agony of tornadoes ,
softness of a candlelight ,
offering,winter, a final breath .
taking a break after such a long journey ,
my sandals requesting grace ,
the soul of the old hiker ,
finally free of fatigue...
Engraver of sublime parchments,
alchemist dining with Lucifer ,
hanged man escaping
from the malefic tarot ,
a witch sharing my pyre ...
\'\' Executioner play your part !\'\'
Iegendary horseman ,rider of the wind ,
january strait navigator ,
black queen in seasons of passion,
in the garden of scarlet flowers,
sings the triumphant lily ,
eagle and lion in battle...
Assembly dancing to the rhythm
of a \'\' Polonaise \'\' ...
\'\' Play for me faithful gypsy fidle ! \'\'
Turn haughty princesses
in the arms of naughty black hussars !
The lights go out ...
The empress is led to the crypt .
\'\' Cappucino per favore maestro ! \'\'
I walk on the banks of the lake
where madness has the cold air
of a cigar cutter ...
\'\' Espresso machiato fra Diavolo ! \'\'
Would I find you again
melancholy passer-by
To the lake ,taking us,
on a never ending voyage ?