in this fierce summer of
glittering translucent spots.
Their petals fall fast as if
they had forgotten how
to blossom into hope.
Everything is silence: waters
are still, soils are barren,
the sun crushes the leaves.
Life can’t enter and even
the moon doesn’t swim
in him anymore.
When she was in him, he had
a soul but the barriers cross
the fiery sky, embraces his
strictured heart, tame the
clouds.
He limited his sight of the
horizon, he fractured the universe
with his partial love as she
danced before dawn while
her force was killing her.
Strange flowers bloom in this
fierce summer and all she
can see is darkness in
freedom’s open mouth.
Karla Bardanza
This is a woman scorned, by a lover who has limited her, and she has felt the death a 1,000 times over... for life seems dead to her, and so does the new found freedom of being single.
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