My silence and your face

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I invoke silence to evoke your face,
today clear of the brand
From an adverse past.
There are rose petals in your hands
and the sun waits for the moon
To stop song
I sing to the sun to give you the moon.
You didn't ask for it, I give it to you.
My childhood forest silence
It also attracts the pigeons.
They fly and draw
A dance to the clouds.
Today the birds of my forest reproach me.
I have forgotten them to stay in your face.