with the silence in your eyes
destroy every courage of my manliness, and
pour a gray liquid of long avoided thoughts
in my veins.
with your acceptance of my sins
for I have mistaken so much
in this night,
when your eyes
blossom in silence.
Dawn behind the soul
I just need your eyes to drown in,
for me no better ocean is needed,
my dear -
when Sun falls behind your soul,
don't give me night's coldness trough your look.
Nothing is of such a great importance,
like your pure, smile.
Your voice tempts my spirit,
as breeze tempts strength of a lotus' gusset.
I don't need you to survive,
but your presence makes my life colorful.
Choked by the silk of time
my words died, voice
petrified by the emerging emptiness
escaped into arms of silence.
Stalked by my own opinions
emotions escalated into rebellious bunch
of nonsense, odd enough to be abandoned
by reason, innocent enough to be destroyed
There is this empty motion
in the chests of each living man
that pushes us onto being, all against
Blow into the dust of
my silence, adore
every second spent apart
from my existence for I am
one of those who hide under the skin
and flow through your veins.
Lost in wide distances of your body
i will remain far away from your heart,
for sure -
but sometimes, you will feel me in your eyes
or in tough breath,
you will feel me as a silent moment when you're alone
i will be heavy thought of your mind,
little cold breeze of regretting.
How Pitiful Could It Any Be?
drew over the dirt of my body
some breath wondered
across my chests
I felt the sky raining under my soul.
How pitiful could it any be?
Flexed spirit underneath eyelashes
trembled with the sound of breaks,
suddenly silence started its dance
within the dropp of dew -
what is this place?
Hows its name?
Strange fingers, digged underneath my skin
little peace of dazzling flame,
sound of spit began the time of
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Soul On Palms
Lonely steps through the misty streets
of uncommon town, and sparkling blessings
from sleepy moon,
shower my existence together with this autumn rain
that flows through the space
carried on the wings of northern winds.
Oh, where do your eyes look at this moment
to which palms you confidently offered your soul
to be falsely cuddled,
and ruthlessly abandoned with first sounds of tomorrow's dawn?
Accompanied by high smoke
emerging through my mouth
yell, for your affection
silently disappears within me.