Silently comes, and goes...
Letting butterflies to fly in me
On her eyes I see warm hues
And the stars silently playing me...

(The coffees brown
On my notebooks crown
When she burns me out
I drown, I drown)

Could this be an abstract love?
"You'll fly!" said butterflies
"You'll fly away from
All those ruiny lies!"
Am I suiciding a prom?
Or I'm just dreaming now...

"When you rambling in sail silently,
The ships leave my heart hiddenly"

I see the sun is setting on your hair
Gulls are kissing the wind
You can become luminous, this your frail
-How a warm is this, what kind?-

All
----------------in
---------Pieces
---Heart
-------------in
------Sieges

Still in my dreams, I crawling to you
Sometimes when you came silently
My hands are welting onto papers
I'm silently smelling your mist
I'm silently swimming in your eyes
I'm silently composing your hairs
I'm silently watering my love

Silently comes and goes...
No talking, no feeling, no touching
Just dreaming and crouching
"You will see" said butterflies
"You will see the red stars are falling"



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My first English poem...So this could be a little (or very) bad :/
But I'm happy becouse I told myself in another language

Special Thanx to: Ana Matos. When I read her "Waking Up", it made me some inspiration

And Sevimnur, she said a line about poem:
"Maybe you will hear the red stars asking for help"

Thank you too much