The Bloody Glow

Dear Tom, when I heard

the passionate breath of your heart,

I understood that love

was dedicated to you as well.

The newborn future

fell in love with your gaze,

dark as an empty night,

as vast as a deaf and dumb horizon.

Tom, when I felt your breath

on my heart for the first time,

I knew that you were

dedicating this freedom to me.

Today I witness life

trying to break free from your soul.

I know you don't understand love.

I know your heart is heading

in the opposite direction.

However, I believe

that the dawn will come soon enough.

I hope that one evening

you will hear a cry for help.

Yes, you will be immersed in

a lie that will be a daydream.

Tom... Lonely, hurt Tom...

Before you close the heart forever,

appreciate the bloody glow

of the rising sun,

realize the beauty that has shown

you the wrong path.