Closed in a Half Smile

the evening state gathered in the wind
intensifies the eternity interlaced
in the hair cursed
with craft of the words enclosed
in the silence groping but daydreaming
rubs itself against the borders of comprehension
throughout a till e
a sentence after a paragraph in sounds enclosed
you ask slowly articulating
like a rose in crimson
of the rainy everyday
by a windy spell swollen

the malt from ambrosia squeezed
out of the dream seeds drips
a second after a second
onto your lips that
closed in a half smile
scream the feebleness anointed
in the substitute heaven