Starflower (inspired by Wuthering Heights)

Dwelling memories insatiably drift
Toward your idyllic imprint,
As though a starflower joyfully blooms
After your grace passed through.

And all the promises that once
Relentlessly called us,
Used to be a mere imagination
In your wild heart.

And your Sky is a haven for the reminiscent,
And my Sky is a ceiling for the wandering shepherd.

Between both Skies, a genealogy of two steps,
And between the two instants—
The complicity of two estrangements.

And I am with you, yet not with you,
Eternally in the gala of your distance.