The Sun

I am the Sun
That from the plinth of shadow
Looks at something that was yesterday tomorrow

If you went the paths of my thoughts
You could say a few words
That are missing
In the late summer

...a lazy late summer

I am the Star
That knows somewhere there is someone
Shining like my sorrow
He`s looking at yesterday tomorrow

He knows the paths of my thoughts
He would say a few words
That are missing
In the late summer

...a lazy late summer

Thinking about the inessential
Daydreaming about the reality
Makes me build while destroying
Without the skin`s shield
Naked flesh is bleeding
Like the touch of knife in a drawer
Not expecting the awakening

...a lazy late summer