Claudia »
By Orrorin on Jun 26, 2008 in The Third Rendition | 0 Comments
Claudia
Dark it is.
My eyes are closed.
I open them…
An evening of light,
A night as none.
Stars shining in the sky,
I enjoy watching a beautiful comet flyby.
Following its move as a tidal wave along the shore,
My eyes are gliding,
Mesmerized by a lightning,
The reflection exploding of two golden twin-stars,
Their magnificence abiding,
Embellishing this world.
I cry…
I cry this squall.
Try to reach those twin-stars.
A face…
Not stars,
But a face I am looking at.
My hands are shaking,
My strength is waning.
I have become a child.
A child scared of the unknown.
A boy frightened for his first kiss.
I put my hands in front of my eyes.
Don’t want to see this face,
Don’t want to be afraid,
Don’t want to accept the truth.
I run…
I run as fast as I can,
With my eyes covered.
Blind but not visionless,
I move into the unknown.
Colours are passing, drawing pictures.
The face again.
My eyes are closed.
An evening of light,
A night I will not forget.
28 January 2002
