Experienced Computer User

sacrificed our sleep

Aspetto un alba, qualsiasi.
Cerco, disperazione,
quel sole che soffochi tenerezza.
Vermiglio/Screziato.
Nubi violette,
immobili contrappunti.
Stritolami beauty.

As we are cruel gods

stubborn to keep us alive.

We would like a sunrise, however,
and disappear like dreams.
And that death is made of light, clear. From the bowels
preach good weather
to thunderstorms.

I would disappear, and you begin. Do not let the doubt even

I was there,
less than a vague memory.