I’m The Girl… Poem by Blu Roxana

I’m the girl in purple red,
walking every sad autumn morning
down the lonely path
of the bloody colored park
watching the dance of falling leaves
and the runaway of swainsons
across the page of a gray sky

I’m the girl in frozen white
drawing ice-flowers on burned paper
as the pale wintermoon appears
beyond dead reflections of flakes
lightning a candle inside
outside my window
sings a sleepy nightingale

I’m the girl in violet blue,
wondering over lost boulevards
after the cloudy sunset
of an early spring day
hiding burning tears in the cold rain
and the whisper of a heartache
in the rush of dull umbrellas

I’m the girl in golden black,
standing everywhere you go
in the everlasting shadows
of a darken summer moonlight
waiting for your eyes to raise to me
on a silent moment
as the time goes anticlockwise