I saw parts of me falling,
Under the crystalloid look of your eyes.
I saw the reach of my arms getting short,
Under the soft touch of your hands.
I saw my dreams and fears colliding,
Under the gentle kiss in the bright.
The night is no longer dark,
The sun is no longer pale,
Today, the melody I composed was applauded
The ecstasy is getting close.

May 27, 2006