My Growling Sun
I remember the day I discovered
the vast forest of your heart.
I remember when I heard the beautiful
sound the muscles of your smile made.
I remember when I fell in line
with the rhythm of your blood.
I remember when I edged inside
the cage of your mouth, when I tasted
your wild tongue for the first time.
My growling sun, life has a sacred
formula nowadays, and my soul possess
the powerful essence of night fall,
when the world is inked in black.