Rara Vez

Prisoner
defeated
in the night
it's not me.
Sleepless
delirious
in your dreams
who if not me.
Rarely does the flower remain
rare is the time another April returns.
Poisonous
remorseful
breathing
whose wound?
Transparent
forgotten
in the streets, who
who if not me.
Rarely do the forests quiet down
rare is the time I understand your being
rarely do you search for me in dreams
rarely do you make use of me.
Rambling
solitary
emigrant
that's how I love you.
Rarely do our eyes meet
rare is the time if not by chance
rarely does the arrow hit the target
rare is the time I manage to be myself.