Immeasurable
Is the extension of its lightness
like a good-night kiss

Dripped out from the stars
Untangling the knots left by her
A drop of delusion

Is amazing how the moon
Can be as good psychologist

At the core of my nightmares
Was laced her shadow
Promised stanch her wound
But the blood never stops to flow

Then I pray to the moon and stars
For only another drop of delusion
Slip through my night