Twice it shines
As praised by the fireflies
Little they get to say goodbye
Euphoric ’cause of the dark sky.
Torch blooms as my soul felt
The warmth of their tight mess
Revival of sweet romancing
Dancing as they shine, even finesse.
Reflection in the paddle,
Muddy as it gets
Reminiscing the tremor,
crazy as it gets.
‘Round my neck are thorns
Feathered by unnoticed wings.
Never I have forgotten a dream
Of a thousand ships sunken:
One is for you and me.
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Disclosures After Midnight, April 2015
Macoi Garcia 