I want you

I want you to know one thing. 

You know how this is, if I look 
at the crystal moon, at the broken branch. Of the steady autumn at my window, 

If I feel the fire the ashes touch me, why do I think of you or the wrinkle body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, wind.
 
Like a boats that sail toward that believe that you are wait for me. 

Now if I start to forgot you, then I shall die day by day. 

I beginning to see your touch, your smell, your feel fade away from exist, for now your memories spread through my life.

My heart aches and pains to see a sight of you, the wind passes through my life and carries me away from you. I'm left at the shore.

Remember that one day, at that hour, that my hands find ours in comfort because maybe it might not remain.

But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me 
with sweet darkness.

If each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me. A fire will burn in my world, and none will be able save me not even you.