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I place on your pillow
my solitude
for you to enter
divine your voice
...

Wood smoke takes flight
from the autumn shore
The dawn breaking consciousness
lapsing into stillness
...

3.

You have the wings of a child
You have the lithesome limbs of a dancer
If only, I could feel the wind
hear your symphony
...

It takes courage
daughter of Zeus
to lower your voice forever
to set this fragrant kiss free
...

I hope you never feel collected or clung to
left imprisoned at the end of a long road
asleep beneath the cars
there are so many young things
...

Ah xxxxx
there is a warm place
in my body
it is water
...

7.

Joy
an excess of the heart
always somewhere
for life exceeds itself
...

We walked under the silence of stars
our fingers warm tendrils around our hearts
earlier, before light was squeezed from the air
I had gazed into her fathomless eyes
...

Anguish, it's sharp chord
is vaster than sadness
than anything
anything
...

Waiting
for snowdrops
to raise the snow
...

Your body will betray you
as it has to
when love troubles
...

You are silent, still water
without words
there is something fluid
incomplete, viscous
...

13.

You question me
as wreckage on the shore
what seas have you sailed
under Magellan's moon
...

Sweet form
lie still
until I wake
the red tips
...

Blue alleyways I loved
the way you approached
through the blue mist of conversations
tumbling blue from upstairs windows
...

Just an image now
a parasite burrowing blind-eyed
through the slowly moving sap of hours
whereas once I was a question
...

17.

It has come thus
for I am an essential
to only this lonely life
I sit with storks
...

It is so peaceful here
the untouched water
it's surface occasionally
broken
...

I had wanted to speak to her
in all her languages
to learn all her colours
before dawn
...

You are brighter than fresh snow
frost sparkles like silver water
on your skin
You are the sky, dark like a hammer
...

The Best Poem Of For Matilde

In Mauritius

I place on your pillow
my solitude
for you to enter
divine your voice
like water
to rush into my mouth
irrigate all the crimson fields
beneath my tongue
I see under the door
your dreams
making shadows
in the empty harmony of sleep
there was no resistance
nothing ever said
I remember only later
the blue sand clinging
to our bodies
like small islands
that the sky came for
in the morning

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