Tuesday, 3 October 2017



I want the freezing morning
 Strike implacable over my skin
 setting myself free, felling the breeze
 letting my body
 Gratefully in peace

Relentless searching for you,
Like the biggest true, follow the signs of love,
Like the pale white moon
 your eyes wide open as wild flower ‘bloom
 filling with magic all the empty room.

With the innocent silence of my desire for you,
waking you up very gently,
 singing the blues

 and your immense smile inside me,
filling my pores  ,and my insecure fragile smile

 pointlessly ,just wish to look like yours 


Drafts : Isabella Miro

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