At Night By Moonlight My Lovers Sleep Poem by guillermo veloso

Only at full moon

Deathly pale

Moonlight crashes like crystal milk, shatters on the tide and

Make holes in the water to see below where

The madness of flies and saints lay

On an altar bathed in alabaster light

Her shadow remains a stain

Her perfume a shadow of scent that

Fades like memory

Only in this sullen moment

When quiet is sound can

True motion be felt

Old pictures seem to move on the walls

In my bones

Whispers, moans and

Thoughts like nervous monkeys

Chitter and jump

Close my eyes and I see her

Remembering I forget