We will meet again in the sweetness
of this afterlife .
I would cease to be this vagabond
with silver stirrups.
This knight with no destination
other than vain seduction .
We will meet again as if love
were that first time ...
On a piano from nowhere
I will improvise a few variations of rain
that will scatter over feelings
in a city born of imagination .
Taking your hand ,we 'll walk
along these well -known inspirations
populated by the faces of moments
long past ...
Carefree like children who do not
yet know grown-up games ...
This clock turning in the bowels of time ,
mocks,inventing happiness
without making us understand
the meaning of waiting ...
In these prisons of Saturn we grope around,
in search of our reflection and a roof
in the clouds ...
Who id the prisoner ?
Where is the jailer ?
Sheet music without a treble key ...
The dead interpret the world out of habbit
and the living immersed on quiet unease
laugh at stories of spirits ,
Picking some flowers of vanities ...
We will find ourselves ,
stripped of flesh
and clothed in void .
Drinking disembodied desire
the cup of bitterness,
Our fingers frozen to the reality
of some solar winds ,
cosmic melody ,deep intensity ...
At the bar of the nothingness
I will wait for you .
At the rendezvous of a forgotten dimension,
unfaithful,you will rejoin me .
Maybe next year in Marienbad
or die in Venice ...
White lady on the chessboard ,
hopeless lover of a black pawn
spinning in the prisons of Saturn...
We will meet again ,where death and madness
embrace ,appeal and repel each other...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: January 11th, 2026 11:46
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Comments5
A nocturnal, deeply musical and beautiful poem that speaks to the fragile truth of human waiting.
A reflection on the fascinating theme of eternal return .
No eternal parting
We are all born of soil
And to the soil we shall return .
Beautiful rhymes !
I would prefer to return to the stars !
This seems both a nocturn and Aubade there is duality in this poem. It is highly musical in terms and general flow its very words are musical and also cosmic. It bids adieu and promises reunion. A lovely piece Lorenz that hypnotized me into a fave
Thanks a lot Soren! I composed this text while listening to an inner musical impro !
You are welcome Lorenz it truly is magnificent in its musical nature
I missed your musical verses .
a music of the spheres that I often feel .
bravo !!
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