Sleeping In Flame

Beloved sisters, flowers of the forotten dreams

How trustfully you take to our insincere palms

The sea of flawless bodies glitters with a thousand glances

The ones we cannot return among all the silent sadness

Beloved sisters, you strut shyly in the march of nakedness

With the wind flowing on a beautiful hair cascade

In the breaths' warmth lurk the promises of pleasure

The unspeakable ones to sleep in a flame

Beloved sisters, still calm in unawareness

You share with us the youthful sweetness of smile

And you walk gracefully toward the heavy doors

The ones that separate you from eternity

Beloved sisters, sentimental thoughts run to you

Onto the other side of human consciousness

And with prayer they cover your small footprints

The ones which ivariably lead to the crematory