Farewell

Farewell, PoetryNo good can come to a poetPeople have lost their humanityShe is full of earthShe is full of earth     and bright  and solidnothing escapes   her lightin her eyes   are dreams,   full    and torridwild enough     to touch  and    conquer the starsthe wind   asks, where is    the fire?answer: fire    melts  on her    bodylike the waves that   find   the seain her handand yet   love    is a  mysterious  sacred   journeya   pure    divine artbecause  if   you   only look   closelyyou shall   find    her  in  my   heart.
You are not of this worldYou are not of this worldand yet your beauty fills itIn your quiet space, you whisper wordsthat define my existenceYou may not know about itbut I know well about itand it is enoughfor all my stars to shineThis is how I search for your meaningAnd although I have not seen your faceI know why birds sigh in the morning.