"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



often night embraces me
instead of you.
you are far away, lost
with no ears to hear me.

in the midst of silence
I hear my every thought bloom
I know them all
like a gardener knows every stem in his garden.

In my child-woman soul
I grow you countless roses
wrapping me, stinging my heart
in a fierce fight for a more sunny spot under your eyes.

maybe oneday you’ll set aside all glory,
the love for yourself, the perfect dreams.
when you’ll stop your conquests and wars you’ll find me here:
the white rose quietly bleeding for you.


100 words, memyselfandela, 2013

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