Premi?re Le?on
I looked into the eyes of the Basilisk
Beside the shores
Of silver streaming sadness to be,
She came to me disguised as Melpomene
Like asphodels winding
Through the chasms of Heaven,
We were passing along the waves of the ocean
And slowly reaching the gates of the Sun
The beams of the night preceding me
The streams of light preluding you
The walls were weeping blood
But feverish was our waiting, Love
You once cherished our embrace
That day the horizon was weeping nights
The instants of time were running low
And every shape set like bronze
Reminded me of your name
The shore landscaping your face
The sea piercing through your eyes
A sea died from the salt of our tears
As the scale of a pearl preventing her
>From being an eye for the Sun,
I am but death and stain within you
As the foaming quiver of life softly soiling
The surface of ennui,
You are the dream in me
Surround me with colours I am longing to see
And shadow that light upon me
Sear me in a sea of snakes