"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

my blue man

there he was, my blue man
crossing his desert of emptiness
after a century’s solitude

I remember his imense eyes
and the marks life has carved on his face
just like wind turns stones into sand

strangest light sparkled under his long eyelashes
as he continued his journey
breathing my liquid soul

5 responses

  1. Beautifully composed!

    March 29, 2012 at 15:14

    • Something lived is not hard to reproduce…
      Thank you Lopa, kisses :* 🙂

      March 29, 2012 at 15:24

      • :*:* 🙂

        March 29, 2012 at 15:25

  2. Great composition from heart

    March 29, 2012 at 20:41

  3. as I said, I am Algerian…

    March 30, 2012 at 00:30

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