Red 2

The sounds from people,

The feeling under the tongue.

Irritative, then prick my mouth.

Hair too much,

Icy too much.

The touch, those hands.

Blue eyes are smiling

no suspense.

I can see the sea inside him, not that clear, but feel.

The sky is up there when I lay down and think nothing

The shape of the sea is undefined.

Blue, nothing more than blue.



Melting, next to me. Breathing, with blue.

I can feel I am the part of nature, the worm, right next to my hand, just a few meters.

At last, I become one of them.

With many life, into many lives.

When I have drawn in the sea, I feel sometimes I am myself, but lost.

Overwhelm in the salty blue.


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