Your eyes are so dark. You stared with that sweet quite smile. Eyes interlocked. Felt unveiled. Why? _____Adriana Citlali XXIX-I-MMXXIII
Tag: mask
Fear is a darkened rose
Fear is a rose with black mask. Fear is what makes us move. It is the next step we ought to take. the uncertainty of turning left or right. I fear me, I, all and nothing. Then I walk. I take the road… I step out. I fall, I run,…
It’s our anniversary
It’s our anniversary I’m all dressed up in black and white. I’m all dressed up, longing to hold you … though I know you are far. I covered my face. Life won’t see soft tears sliding down my skin. Not today. I sit at the table that witnessed…