The night dream

Among the troubled stones
Black waves flow,
Casting themselvs whit power
In vague tears they fade.

From the nights abyss
A smile shows
Cothe whit horror
The garment of life.

Slow and quick steps
From dark shade run,
The night live dream
It breaks into pieces.

And still ...

... i'm still looking for my self ... through blankets of black silk, with bloode pillows, through the deafening whispers rustling through grim darkness that covers me ... wonder where am I? Why I can not feel anything? Something's beatining, pulsing ... tick, tick ... then sits ... deafening silence. I scream "aaaaaaaaa "..., but nothing is heard, no sound ... why? Where am I? There, far away, something is looming, what is it? "nanakira" someone shouted ... but what does the coice shout? What is that word, what does it mean? Is anyone really at the end of that call? That someone is me ...? Again silence ... it's so quiet! An oppressive silence ... but what bothers me? Is this not what I've searched? Silence.

"Wake up" a cold whisper breaks the darkness and my cords vibrate all my being. "Wake up" echoes resound in the mantle opening around me. It hurts, that echo hurts. It pierces each por, each fiber in my body, and products thousands of pieces that resonate deep in my mind. I sigh ... everything seems like no end, like a vicious circle that doesnt break, does not disappear with the first sunrise.
- "Why? Who cried and why? Why would I return to you when you've refused me the only right ... for what to fight?"

Tick, tick, tick, becoming faster and more deafening. "Silenceeeee! I do not want, dont you understand, there is no point in it?" Again silence ... The void swallows me, around me misleading, fooling the senses ... is so good! ... I feel thirsty, mettle after that moment of peace that I searched for centuries. Two flashes bleed the shade of a wild desire closer to my naked body ... a pair of lilac lips whisper something ... a word that I know from somewhere ... but I do not hear, I do not understand, ... or may not want to. Their sound manages to pierce through the wall of my regret, it hits an invisible wall and returns to nothingness like a boomerang. A thrill envelops my heart and knock off something rotten; the two bleading stars shine stronger then ever ... and come growing closer to me, so close that I feel like suffocating ... pale lips whisper again ... Will I hear them now, will I understand what they tell me with such passion and persistence? I'm cold, so cold, trembling all over, I can not control the body so exhausted of emptiness. A pair of marble arms stretch to me, include me, shoot me to an unknown corner of the world. Curl up around me like a snake that strangle their prey, threatening to crush me under their icy cold ... I inlay my shivering claws in the soft skin of the rocky back accompanying the cold marble arms. I feel his muscles tens. I sigh ... He is kidnaping me from my sanctuary, from under the seal that I myself created and drag me into a troubleing cascade of intense feelings. Same lilac lips smiling while bloody stars glass like hiding something ... a killer intent, a feeling, a secret. I shudder to think that foreign arms can wear me to an uncertain realm, filled with what I hate more, from which I ran once, but now it's too late, I let myself be carried away ... Where? I do not know either, but those arms carved in marble crystal strolle me through a hot air that surrounds my body like a veil. My body starts to vibrate. His smiling lips and eyes are lost behind diaphanous eyelids. A sigh wets my dry lips from so much sigh. I jump at every wave of hot air. Steeled veins jump under the cascade of red hot thunder. I begin to warm, feel like a torch lights inside my skin, as the elixir of life dance under my cristal skyn. A whirlwind of feelings invade my body without my consent, takes control ... I begin to regain my senses that were like sleeping over hundreds of years ... Here again ... that forbidden fruit, forbidden by myself. I open my eyes and see those blue colored lips catch a pink smile ... and remove themself. His arms releases me from their grip and leave me, but this time I'm not leting myself abandoned in silence. I will fight back! ...