center of the heart
Where is he,
the place where the vibrant red
reveals all the passion, the hot rap
the quivering light
radiates the love?
Where are the doors, the door
the holes and
window to enter, or
to see it at least?
Only once
succumb to the spell,
myself to the power of the creative flame
.
floating, flying, timeless happiness
for the moment at least
the origin, destination, without understanding the meaning
thoughts.
Search, looking, looking, looking at the icy darkness
,
knowing that it is still beating,
my heart.
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