The prison opened its doors,
then it locked them with a padlock.
Inside were feelings, waiting.
I haven't known these.
Maybe they were
present at the beginning,
when they didn't see each other.
It would be better
if these were not left alive either.
YOU ARE READING
Words in Blue
Poetry✦I am on the other side of the Earth, clutch in arms the pillow case, waiting for the heart to calm down, because I'm not capable to admit that I can't bother you with my questions, to show you I am not a little girl, that I can ask you about your f...
