Absorption

Absorption

 

Look at me.

Look at my eyes

Full of mirrors

Breaking inside them

Look at my hands

Full of veins

With death whispering inside them

Look at my body

Full of silk yarns

With my dreams confined inside them

 

Let’s leave. I am cold.

 

 

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Endurance

Endurance

 

“Doesn’t it smell like summer?”

“It is still too early”, you said.

Your smile was shining

Provocatively, in the rain.

 

How can you smile with such agony

In your soul, my love?

Forbidden

Forbidden

 

 Reflections of our souls

 Traced by the morning sunlight

 And our desire to immerse in each other

 Alive

 Eternal feeling ripened by time 

 Love without pretentious blossoms

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