Beloved Thought.

Every moment deceives the agony

in the resurrection of the days that go by

in the roar of the waves

when softly  I draw the contours

of your body in the silence of the night

that pacifies the guilt of sin

and the innocence of love.

In the glow of a sky defining silhouettes

you remain an immortal flame

a beloved thought.

while sailing  and slipping away

releasing me.

Alfred Grech

28-01-2019.