Wait

In other words, one day love will shake hard;
Wait
The footsteps will feel like the cruel rule of the wind
Sharpening away from the terrible jokes.

The road on both sides of you, decorated with hermes
The balcony is paused, the cunning of light all around
Inside the dream or inside death or
In waking, inside the sun
Lonely, lonely, inside this suicidal grief
Stay, but wait.