Lunatic

I know you can the night condense

deep inside of your nocturnal soul

and grab the pallid wandering clouds

as a gift for me to sense.

I know you can the dawn shape

at the bottom of your bright heart

and drown me down with them

to an eternity with no scape.

I know you can over the ocean levitate

such strength has the sea never seen

that delicious vigor of your fate.

Afterward, I won't know, why your tepid bawl

apologizes to me at midnight

confessing misery, before you fall.