Beat #5

Your eyes are so dark. You stared

with that sweet quite smile. Eyes interlocked.

Felt unveiled. Why?

_____Adriana Citlali XXIX-I-MMXXIII

Beat #4

You: Intoxicatingly dangerous. You are the color

I can’t use enough without destroying balance.

I crave you.

_____Adriana Citlali XIII-VIII-MMXXII

The refusal

A ghost-face against the silence that keeps playing that song haunts me…

Is the music an effect of the vision? Or does the song draw this ethereal face note by note?

I close my eyes seeking quietness, darkness.

The song acts as a snake biting its own tail.

I break the silence with my voice: Aaaahh!

… No change …

I know the ghost. It is you and it is me. Or you and not me.

I try to forget this colossal memory, again.

The song refuses to end.

XXVIII-XII-MMXII

When rain cannot embrace aridity

Rain outside

The room
                    cold
the air
              dry
Brown foliage ready for fire
Dilated eyes tired of nothing

Sharp rhythms and rain outside

A candle dries her visions

Petals thinking in red
Begging for heat

She is not here
The air withers her spirit
Fades her passion

Brown pupils loosing control
Falling into pieces
Like dead flowers touched by the wind

The lightning is far
The noise
                  right here

Rain is not outside

II-III-MMV