jueves, 1 de junio de 2017

Still Cage

Still Cage

The tempting dawn invites me.
Outside my window, life screams.
Like a fruit offered
My desire grows.
Lustful birds, will fly.
I can feel the warmth,
Of this new rising sun.
But resigned, I will close again my curtains,
for breath inside my room,
and to drink my safely darkness.

Shreds of agoraphobia

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