The mirror land
2014/08/13 Leave a comment
Sounds unheard
gestures intimated
colours never dreamed
The trembling silver
fades into itself
like inescapable music
I am trapped
inside your echo
– the silent image
of your piscean smile
Thoughts for the day…
2014/08/13 Leave a comment
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