I was married to a candle,
Playing deaf to really see
The colors with my ears.
I was married to a dream,
Walking naked
Following perfume.
I was married with myself
To the light and silence,
To the clash of absence.
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
I was married to a candle,
Playing deaf to really see
The colors with my ears.
I was married to a dream,
Walking naked
Following perfume.
I was married with myself
To the light and silence,
To the clash of absence.
