Summer still

It was still summer when I saw you off
A few more or less days remained
Until the breathtaking end of the ardor of suffering
On the last night of summer, but
I return to you
Shelter on the road
Submerged in infinite waves
Turbulent in the stillness of the night
Given to the boundless nowhere
Like a diver seeking the depths
Like a bubble on the surface
Sprung open in the moon's attraction
Swollen in you
Shelter on the sea

I was born to be afflicted with someone
The world!
That's been a long time since I've been in business
I was born to love
Love!
That's safe from the worries of profit and loss
I was born to be a poet
Poetry!
Which is the result of madness and heartbreak
Refuge on the shore

I love the sea because you surrender to it

I love the sea as the last refuge

The sea...
Which sighs from the sea...

On the last night of summer, but

I return to you

Abandoned
Wet
Immersed
Heart surrendered
Body surrendered
In the still warm summer,

I was asleep when autumn came
Refuge on poetry