The Whispered Absence

You are the end of a decade

The end of my life as before

Replacing the laughter with silence

You are so close when you depart

Your sweet dying voice fading away

Now the soul’s snow is frozen

I whisper your name

I whisper your absence

Now it rains in your confusion

And the wind blows at the moon

The irises are submerged

In visibility

While you wear your rose

I remember who I was back then

Back then when I whispered:

I want to see you pass

I want to know your name

You are asleep

You will never hear

My dark voice of wounds

Oh sleep on, sleep on

I was expecting your body and voice

In a garden full of violins

But you sent me a desert

I return to the bridge where I stood

As the gypsy boy

And when my heart capsizes

The mixed water will be listening

You won’t be able

To conquer my mystery

My farewell sounds like

A Granadian minstrel

Singing earthless songs

But the last clouds will be the same

As the first: something new out of a ruin