The evening shines
in a sky of rain
kissed by the sun
that betrays the dark
and dazzles my eyes.
Memories stir
in this fog screen
and show images
of a time to come
rummaging in forgotten
and far away tunnels.
Desires never seen
crowd the moments
never ending cries
prisoners of the heart
reappear again.
Freeing sighs
among silent thunders
I wake up gently

and the evening shines

on a day of summer.

21.6.'15

I bit into an
Apple that was very sweet
A bee stung my mouth.

{ Weasel }