26/07/09 “One thing that you must learn”

I wish that I could pick the sunflower seed stars
from the prison of night
and lace them on your skin.
I wish I could swallow the moonlight
and breathe its glow into your hands.
I wish I could carve a
handful of the ocean
and crush it into diamonds for your ears.
But I was born a man,
and I will die just a pitiful man:
until the moon dances with the sunset,
until the stars wink and collide,
until the sea stops waving and sleeps itself into nothing.
I will be a man,
below you,
wishing and dreaming  of actions
letting my mind tear them free
and condemn them without end.

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