#xciv

If I die, outlive me with such pure force that you wake the fury of the pale and the cold, lift your indelible eyes from south to south, let your guitar mouth sound from sun to sun I do not want your laughter nor your steps to falter, I do not want my legacy of joy to die, do not call at my breast, I am not there. Live in my absence as in a house. Absence is such a large house that you will pass inside it through the walls and you will hang the pictures in the air. Absence is such a transparent house that I, lifeless, will see you live and if you suffer, my love, I will die once again.

Request for @10freshor01