[00:06.21]Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
[00:09.66]towards your oceanic eyes.
[00:12.98]There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
[00:19.65]its arms turning like a drowning man's.
[00:24.13]I send out red signals across your absent eyes
[00:27.46]that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.
[00:33.13]You keep only darkness, my distant female,
[00:36.13]from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.
[00:42.96]Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
[00:47.45]to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.
[00:52.23]The birds of night peck at the first stars
[00:55.55]that flash like my soul when I love you.
[00:59.96]The night gallops on its shadowy mare
[01:03.24]shedding blue tassels over the land.