extraudinaria
In love two jewelles are two trees close each other i feel the breze around our arms to mix the shadows in the air the kiss to embrace to be green, brown in love
julie sopetran
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tobyna
I thought that I was free but it is not true A wall stands in my way to freedom. Bricks, stones… Masonry patterns… Maybe so are the trees and rivers Columbs and dams: walls of obstacles Barries, impediments, burlesque fortresses As a landscape winter fills my view with snow The silent wind forms a wall in front my eyes! And then nothingness, death´s song is constant Time singing of death… A wall stands, no news No writing of graffiti… The flat, horizontal flame My heart is broken. My feet are without shoes And my hands are without flesh There is no food so that I can´t dream The wall has no doors to escape through Can I cross the insipid matter? I am alone and free but still the wall stands in my way And Is anybody there, hearing me on the other side of my wall?
two jewelles are two trees
close each other
i feel the breze
around our arms
to mix the shadows
in the air
the kiss
to embrace
to be
green, brown
in love
julie sopetran