COUNTENANCE
Countenance meeting countenance
union of the idealized
merging together
in the light of the moon.
To love
is better;
and losses
I still remember.
I rest in your will
continuity I seek,
generous is the sky,
I have no end.
I yearn my beginnings, the ones that were written
truth I admire,
yet out of reach you seem to be,
becoming I am, you are innite.
