Controlled by the sky
is my eye,
when I gaze into
the infinite blue.
Enjoying!
That's what I do!
But then, I think
- no more to stop -
I make the link
and then it goes:'Pop!':
It's not the sky,
also nice,
but your dazzling eyes
that shiver me
with inner beauty:
never have I seen such purity.
Leaving me
ready
and eager
to die.