A Walk in the Dark

As we walk the valley of loneliness

your steps reads my absence 

my face

 is not a mirror 

but a frozen lake 

-you'll find nothing on it 

of the wind you blew 

and 

those small things that you didn't said

and those big inches of distance 

that wraps us

makes me feel as a 

gift

forgiven in an antic shop

For a moment there

walking along the valley of starless night

I become to see-

the feet getting tired 

from these stones

are only one pair

and the other pair  

walks the path  to my heart

for a very long time

As a wild animal

lost in the forest

I start running back

to your trails

that leads  to familiar path

If you get there before me,

please wait!

Even a shaman can lose his way

to the treasure of wisdom

and 

this prophet of love too,

also get lost 

in the starless nights