You......be near me
my destroyer, my lover, be near me
when evening comes closer be near me
remain near me when evening
drunk on the blood of skies
becomes dark night, in the other
a sword sheathed in the diamond of stars
Be near me when night laments or sings
or when it begins to dance
its Estell-blue anklets ringing with grief
Be here when longings, long submerged
in the heart’s waters, resurface
and everyone begins to look
Where is the assassin?
In whose sleeve is hidden the redeeming knife?
And when wine, as it is poured, is the sobbing
of children whom nothing will console
when nothing holds
when nothing is
at that dark hour when lonely-silent-dark night mourns
be near me, my destroyer, my lover me
be near me

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