A Wild Tear Dances

I didn't want to dream despite

my feelings,

I didn't want to dream despite silence

that looks bad with

a delayed smile.

 

Clouds bloom amid stolen pain,

the horizon turns its ugly face,

thinking of the origins

of this deaf-mute alley.

 

A wild tear dances

among unpleasant kisses,

the glow carries a thorny shadow

that he dedicates to

his thoughts.

 

Lips form a greedy scream again.

Before silence dissolves

in blood,

those salutary moments

will return.

 

You immersed yourself

in souls of strangers,

you pretended

that you created the world.

 

Be careful,

not to break a shell

of passion, the last one in this area.