raised

whats happening to us?

my love, why?

and if we want

that binds us wounding us

And how empty you went through the world

beneat九九藏書h your skin, beneath your eyes,

depth for my arms

to leave our wound,

to drain our blood and burn together.

nothing,

and I find nothing in you but 九-九-藏-書two eyes

I vainly sought in you

to separate,

Ah our love is a harsh cord

a current of crystalline order

a body just like those that have slipped

Wha九九藏書ts wrong with you, with us,

that dig, without cease, beneath the earth:

like a wheat-colored jar

lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more behttｐｓ://rｅad.９９ｃsw•ｃomautiful,

without air, without sound, without substance!

Whats wrong with you? I look at you

beneath my body without leaving any九*九*藏*書 memory.

it makes a new knot for us and condemns us

like all eyes, a mouth

beneath your double breast scarcely

Why, why, why,

that does not know why it flows singing.