domingo, 18 de noviembre de 2012
Epiphany
We are so close; I can feel the deep beats of your heart and your breath that permeates my skin. Our eyes do not meet, they are blended. Your hands tremble softly while you slide like a little river through the park where my nightmares seem to be endless tales.
Then you fade away and leave the trail of your lips on my face. The night swirls like vomit, nasty and acidic. I look at the wall and see each fissure insulting me … But no! They are just little murmurs coming from my head … It`s me! As if my reflection is screaming at me, and I have no mirror with which to see it.
What follows? Sleep runs away from me like a disappointed bride, hoping for someone new to bring her happiness. I stand unperturbed before the window; letting the hours pass… they dance like naughty children, disrupting everything around them.
Memories surface and intoxicate me with sadness. Loneliness draws nearer and hugs me from behind. A thousand tears start to fall…They boil! And they are burning me without mercy.
I crashed into your epiphany amid all the clutter of my mind, and you absorbed me in your embrace. I cry like a child without knowing what it is that I feel.
I fall to my knees and you come to me again, stroking my hair… You try to say something, but you cannot speak because you are not even here. You are nothing more than an image, a manifestation of a feeling … Just a beautiful picture drawn by my imagination. I sink into despair as your caresses wash away before they are felt.
It`s raining inside my head … a slow storm that spreads to infinity. I forget about the things I should have said and give myself up to the silence.
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