The scenario

The  scenery

I am contemplating my life -
Crossing the infinite bridge
that leads me to the source
that drags my wounds.
 
I will look for the nectar of your kisses
to calm my agonies
and in the placid enchantment
of your breath, I will leave my days.
 
And the hours will last,
the wind will take away my sorrows
and I will be a traveling bird again.
 
In space, I will write poems
and then it will be the universe
 the curtain where you will read my verses.