terça-feira, 14 de março de 2017

(POEMA) Drowned Together

John Martin

The skies will fall down
and we will be drowned
by the angels blood
in the greatest flood;
so thou wilt feel how
everything'll be love.

This liquid thou drinkst
that falls from the spring,
from the heart of angels,
oh... the fire of angels,
'll unite what our rings
'nly representated.

As will our two souls
our flesh will dissolve
in the red dark see
in order to be
rescued from the cold
'f living dual-being.

From the dispair of...
of living alone
each one by its side
thou, darl(ing), become(st) mine
and it'll be 'nough
'cause I, sure, am thine.

And I will be thee,
and thou wilt be me,
and we will be one
'cause we'll be the blood
that once had us killed
and now made us live
in the eternity. [14/03/2017]