linear emotions filters
me and demands
my freedom..
crystal dreams and
clouded eyes penetrate
within.
written green paths
crowded with unfiltered wings
filled with promised wind.
fireproof heartbeats
aligned with my moonlit
diary. the capital Poet that
no one ever knew.
so to the beautiful crow i
say. remain solitude
till that happy skin
molds into our paint...
our family portrait.
may my natural traveling eyes define
me with blurred dreaming...
and my bold head underlines,
defy me.
