A Flower

while my lost soul is cruising the night
you are flourishing
and shining for all that matters...
sometimes I am so afraid
to lose a contact
with a light
he said
and I believed him
realising in his world
the light was a life
that was the moment
the shadows melted
like a snow flakes on a worm palm


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