Innocence
on every stone
at the bottom of the sea
your face
a velvet landscape
with roots of saffron
and fired earth
your mouth
thirsty for nothing but
dreams
your eyes
dark bridges of promises
a jungle of bridges
a jungle of recreated stars
behind
the golden mask of solstice
silent echoes from
electric eels as
fingertips floating
like words
from unwritten books
in darkness unfolded
pictures of leaves in movement
through a hole in time
unwrapped
your unspoken words
pearls in buried shells
unachievable
never touched by hands
or hungry lips
i cry for strings
Poetry by Silene
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Written on 2006-10-09 at 13:26
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