Alone in the whole world.
More daring and lighter than a bird
down the stairs, like a dizzy apparition,
you came to take me on your road,
through rain-soaked lilacs,
to your own possession,
to the looking glass world.
As night descended
I was blessed with grace,
the altar gate opened up,
and in the darkness shining
slowly reclining
was your body naked.
You held a sphere in your palm, of crystal;
on your throne you were sleeping calm.
Belonging only to me,
you woke and at once transformed
the language humans speak and think.
Speech rushed up sonorously formed,
with the word "you" so much reformed
as to evolved a new sense meaning king.
And suddenly all changed,
like in a trance,
even trivial things, so often used and tried,
when standing between us, guarding us,
was water, solid, stratified.
It carried us, I don't know where.
Retreating before us,
like some mirage,
were cities, miraculously fair...
Behind us, our fate was groping,
like an insane man with a razor in his hand.
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