So lost within the frailest eloquence,
Eluded by the glow of embers red;
Enclosed within a world that slowly rends,
I hide behind the words I never said.
Embrittled is my every espérance,
For me there is no calm and warm repose
While waiting for the moments of jouissance;
Intrepid Fates, you are my only foes!
The crystal sea reflects the morning sun,
And ripples shimmer like those tearful eyes;
It’s all too true my pains have just begun,
Endearments gone beyond the warming skies.
I stare into the sun, and it’s too late:
My eyes go blind, my tears evaporate.