An emotional trace
Has its pattern
Which reveals itself
As a forgotten phrase,
in a fleeing form
The smell of the flower
unidentified
A movement in its sea.
Month: June 2017
Before the long-awaited takes shape
Like a light in dawn of the dawning
I fed you
In a city that will always exist
You hid
Sought the spark of inspiration
Like a Greek God
You ran across the finish line
Assured
About the reason of solid thoughts.
Carrying its own answer
Through the cloudy lens of emotion
Shadows fly tightly
Like a dense fog
Before the sun looks through you.
Without you the universe is empty
Throws me out
The traces you give
I seek
Calling back your soul from eternity
Like a sun in the dawn of the mind
you arrive
longing
immortalized in a blush
Of your fluent wish
Home
Is where love lives.
Wisdom chose to split
Let a light year come true
In my dream
that captures your essence
All i have
Is that world
Where mystique falls like diamonds in cupped hands
It was my dream catcher-soul that was born then
When you disappeared in the haze of the fog
A sun over you
By everlasting desire of that dream
Which creates reality.
Bends against the sun
It was the curious
that looked closer into an intricate mystery
one day
a thought
a hovering sign by the response of beauty
a riddle
About a flower’s speech
To spread his discreet message
In a scent of
In a color to
One second of life.
Mimmie Dana 