Alba
My beloved indeed shall face the eternal winter peace
even if after the loop there's always a prime.
All that time cumulates it's a horrible crime
perpetually felt gazing at this fireplace,
gazing at her so white, in dim light, so sublime.
Run together through this infinite plain,
barefooted, hand in hand...
She radiates me like the dawn.
Her figure so white, so sublime,
in front of this fireplace embraces me entire.
I beg you, please, free her from grow old:
more than her melted in the grave
my heart would grieve in cold!
On my back her nails I will implant,
hidden and to no one ever told,
a badge in adamant.
Youthful, small geode
Keep me safe inside of you.
Hush now, quartz geode,
I sprung up when I you knew.
