by Anca Mihaela Bruma
Retrospection...
When timeline expires
sensual sins
curve my eyes inside...
My story?!... still trapped
in this electric silence
as I lost the winter
from your letter!...
Left wondering
suburbs of my soul,
bittersweet horizons
chant my name
with the ambivalence
of a dervish whisper...
Your shadows....
lost the punctuated rhythm
and curved my space
beneath your breath.
Do you know?
You left your infinity
sculptured on my skin!...
(Anca Mihaela Bruma- 2nd February 2015 - Dubai)
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Last updated September 30, 2015