Autorka: Rachel Stopová

CIGG

breathe in - the floret opens up
breathe out - the core is on fire
a soul is burning up
fulfilling desire

breathe in - the flower suffocates
breathe out - the balance weaken
a vessel has to face
enticing a beacon

the petals fading under brunt
the void carried out by a smoke
rickety existence on a hunt
epiphany what may evoke

a branch is getting fragile
gasping for a breath
breathe in - a life being hostile
breathe out - performs the dance of death

i took it - not being mine
a web sewed by this sin
the oxygen level decline
i am not able to breathe in

PERPLEXED

As I am sitting in this room,
no window - no wall,
caught up in a misty flume,
an empty call.

An empty call,
the name we are all looking for,
as my only door,
a hope - is about to fall.

A hope - is about to fall,
I am holding,
holding onto - as my man crawl,
a happy ending.

SIN

Staring at you,
my eyes - your eyes,
hiding the true,
iris denies.

CRAVELESS
LIFE LESS

Fingers linger,
your skin - my skin,
like a stinger,
forbidden sin.

As if the space,
the space between,
lets us disperse,
like a hot steam.

Sordid canvas,
my paint - your paint,
filling crevasse,
we are not saint.

We are not sane,
wild animals,
maybe insane,
just two mammals.

Guilt is unclear,
your tears - my tears,
revolving sphere,
two aimless spears.

TIMELESS
SOUL LESS

Waters are stirred,
my heart - your mind,
innocence smeared,
broken and blind.

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