SOLITARY DREAMS

Outside here I was standing, an astounded fool;

Behind the window-frame you remained cool.

Why to spare just a smile on your lips, rosy, tender?

Why to save even an warm regard, not to render?

So that I myself felt lost in the inapposite place

With each yellow sunbeam in a withering space.

On this side I have still been always alone

Reflecting upon my plight, a plankton grown.

Every night I rely on wine to booze – gee! –

To imagine your opening arms intended for me.

Well, do continue to be chilly in the extreme!

As for me, I live my life in each solitary dream!

Translation by THANH-THANH