The Core

Dusk unseen dash,
After spectral light.
While I seeking in heaven time gasp.
Silent ethereal arms.

With the brightness of the quasars,
Your eyes, are the core of my desire.
Undulating the air I breathe,
Altering the time of my existence.

Like warm mirage projected,
In the golden sands of the desert,
Reality,
In its aqueous and suffocating curtain,
Dissipate horizons.
Dilutes my destiny.

If I believed I have a soul,
I will fight against my flesh,
To get into a journey of darkness,
And stellar light,
To the worlds confines.

Without ever entering
The threshold of any.
As a cold gust of cosmic wind.
Without conscience of form.
Loveless and homeless.

Where only the energy flow,
In the dark matter´s water,
Absorbing the all, to its core.
Transforming the feelings,
Into delicious electrical sparks.

Cosmic silence.
Purple light wakes me up.
Its deadly arms released me.