Outside my room I can only see blue light
Outside my room I can only see an yellow spot
Old untouched withered & dead
Against the unnatural blue background
Like a movie with no reel and no set
Strange umbilical sensations stir within your navel
Are you dead to all those subtle movements inside you like an octopus swimming in a commercial pool,
imagining he's in an ocean like some fool.
Deep deep down you know who you are
What you do to all your unborn children
When they grow up they are never yours
Forbidden trails of love
Incestuous pools of langourous desires
Merciless pleads & ignorant sways of hips
Beguile beauty
Wayward love comes hidden in a flower
much to my enchantment I have no idea where this is going to lead
Into the fists of a baby that won't open
Wherever you lead I follow
Willing to be shown all that I have unseen
Like a Dejavu
I'm hidden inside the lines of a palm of his mistress
who has more than one lovers all trying to please
Close your eyes, for now you can dream...
© Sunny Adruza 2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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