Silent Stream Of Godless Elegy. Bittery Sweet. Zeneszám

Flower black like my Blood
Flowering in my Heart
Heavily bowed to Ground
I feel smell of Cold

Picture rumpled in Memory
Nude of Woman who I Know
lovely Nakedness of Feelings
perfect Colours of Shapes

I'm standing face to face to this Nakedness
Seabreeze is worming through my Hair
I'm flying away to distant Lands of Feelings
which are Spreading all over My Body

I'm watching the Sunset
Dead and Silent Glare
Rays are sliding on Waves
they don't Reach Coast

Sea is splitting my Thoughts
to Thousand Pieces by a Cliff
incoherent Shapes of Clouds
I'm Prisoner

I'm standing face to face...