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Sunday, 10 July 2011

Barcelona: first day for the third time...

Waiting for a miracle to come

Teardrops
Falling
Scalding tears
Nourishing
Longing, the cavalcade of flavours of emotions
on my lips, in the disoriented frame of my body

Mirror-world:
perfect obscurity
a stranger staring back at me

Hiding and being hidden
in the multidimensional
labyrinth of
feelings

Where am I?
Who am I?

Divided and yet so complete
Charming and yet so thoroughly
tainted
Incompatibility and complementarity

It will come to an end
The road
approaching
passing by
As an outsider
examining

Who are you?

2 comments:

  1. Just amazing. :) Such a talent, are you the author? Puszi.

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  2. Hi Ildi, thank you! Yes, I am the author. ;) Besos

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