segunda-feira, 14 de novembro de 2016

And then it fell on me

A storm of transparencies

That left me

Full of certainties

A faint light opened gaps

quietly insistently

Without usurping spaces

started To break the ice

turned black's purity

In a hot mist

That involved me

Strengthened me

Took me in it's arms

To other stops

Opened horizons

That I thought lost

doors That I thought closed

And Painted My walk  in bright colors

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