Selene

 

 

 

Selene...

 

 

There is nothing stopping me from touching you,

 

except maybe the thorn bushes of a million centuries

 

and jagged stones that scream out never

 

 

 

I sleep with clouds between my arms

 

while harps make silent music to my ears

 

 

 

 

I climb the steepest hill every night...

 

 

...just so I can reach the selas of your smile

 

 

 

One day I will let myself drown...

 

... adentro de el mar

 

 

 

Just so my soul can soar pass the spectacle of your beauty

 

 

 

Because the chances of me ever being able 

 

to lay hold of you..

 

 

...would be like your name

 

 

 

It's Greek mythology