A red shudder
passes through me
I’ve opened the doors
to the silence of unknown musicians.
Impudent, I keep an eye on me.
I lose one’s way on the breezy look of this silent wave
You are enough for me.
The color dazzles my senses,
they’re dense for the vague morning dim light.
I open the door to the thought, strong, demeaning.
If I gaze it, I risk to loose myself.