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No one should expect from me I firmly believe that I died I hope you rot

I firmly believe that I dead

long ago

and that being writing this

is but a ghost,

a ghostly shadow without a body,

a bunch Wish

scattered by the wind.

I ocean wave, was deserted.

I naked song voice without echo.

wandered to the furthest of the heavens,

more beyond the last hell.

I flew without wings, far, far, far away ...

across boundaries of time,
where no end is beginning.

fell a thousand times, got the flight

and fell again as any dead.

To my own grave I recited some verses,

but nobody heard me, only silence

dug the earth with the force of my fingers

and there I found only a trickle

of blood, fire and forget;

blood of my blood, miss your kiss

and that heat without a flame that burns inside

arteries and bones.

imagined love you as I still love you

and woke up dreaming that death was a bed

tattooed with your name, your laughter and your body

and I to him I plunged in an eternal embrace,

enjoying the honey flow from your breasts;

but all was a dream, a dream,

and dreamed, awake,

that death was this:

imagine love you like I love you.

I ocean wave, was deserted.

naked song I and echo-free voice.

I was silent, just that.

Hush, hush, hush.

Since I told you that I love you,

just a fog of silence,

a cold and deadly winter

quenching, with your absence, in the light of these verses.

And still, my heart is still beating

slow slow, slow,

because dying more ... I can not.