Domenico Gatti - Purita

I arise from a field of wishes stillness, caught an absence of a breeze dandelion clocks, unscattered dazed half a lifetime yet now my hands clasp every desire - to be outside of time inner chaos calmed yet the world stands still opposing tranquility words fail, wants curtailed - I kneel, entranced by proximity devastated by distance such closeness to a dream ~ a death in itself ~ I am without reflection without air in my lungs dormant, breathless aware of all I lack consciousness ~ a spiralling wind that can whip away this one wish - of you within arms reach holding my gaze bringing me back to my senses oh dandelion deliver the softest kiss I wish, I pray, I reminisce there's nothing more I ask but this