Groaning my emotions in pleonasms
with the question mark in the tear of the mind
To set free your soul from stories,
I ravaged my teeth in bars` brackets.

Did you know i still long for you ?
Taking you over land and sea with laurels,
in reason and heart protected by dragons,
I shouted your self in the brackets of my dreams.

And i never asked you
if you`d have caught my falling star
if you`d have put it near the sun
Knowing that you`d burn your palms in the starry sky.

Don`t you understand how the brackets press me
like vices in the bed of Procoust,
with limits and extensions on the rigid bed?
come, come here, stay by me, be gentle!