I fall asleep in the cool night

I fall asleep reclining on the stones

I fall asleep and I write you this poem.
How I miss your presence!
As when you looked at me and I was no longer blind
I fall asleep and I feel your presence
I fall asleep lying on the grass
I fall asleep and I write this poem to you.
As you fill my slow emptiness with dry leaves
as you protect my destiny with your essence
and I feel
you are close with your lips you numb the words that adorn the
phrases with a sense of promise that does not break the neither
the wind blows dry leaves I numb your arms as always in spring I
fall asleep between your arms and I write this poem in your arms
as always in the spring and I write this poem for you.