The orbit of your eye, my love, I sawAnd the flow of your words, and your fragile lip...Fathom by fathom I crossed the gaze of the seaAnd the green body deep in the radiance...
The flowing graces and waterfall hair,I touched not with my hand, but with a deep gaze,I entered, I bathed as if inside NiagaraI cast myself upon the breast sown with green...
But now I cannot rest, why I do not even know,In them I want to sleep, in them I want to rest,There where desires resemble the torrentsI want to drown, and I want to be found...
Today may your gaze flow and trickle.Toward the sea of the soul may it carry me eternally...
Birth and death, for me may they never end!
