Eternal sleep

They get excited and talk

the people in the street.

They enjoy the last rays

of the summer sun.

They walk quickly, for it's time

to make changes,

and they tread on the thick carpet of leaves,

from the ancient trees.

Sparks of deep

perception arise;

gazes resonating tenderness,

opaque snow spread...

I will walk where the afternoon embraces me, and I'll see you,

and upon realizing that you're alive,

my arms will tremble with life,

and knowing that you're in love,

I'll tremble with joy.

I will lose myself in your vastness when I see you,

and, oblivious to the winter cold,

I will exist to love you

and I will die dreaming of you

when the eternal sleep comes to me...