They embrace until exhaustion The twin doves That rest or fly upon your breast, They travel the distances of your legs, They coil in the light of your waist ... because love cannot always fly without resting, our lives return to the wall, to the rocks of the sea: our kisses head back home where they belong ... Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example the night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance ... Home