That in the darkness of my thoughts and when I feel alone,
you appear in my mind bringing me your light
That without knowing you,I carry you in my five senses,
and it doesn't take a sixth sense to imagine when it comes to you
That I take you in the minutes that reach my hours,
and in the seconds of this loneliness that takes so long
Butterfly that carries in its wings a heaven of love,
and flies and poses in the intimacy of my desire
That have me imprisoned in this prison of unrest,
for my attemps to wish to steal your love
That in the cloudy landscape of my sadness,
I imagine the happy and ardent sun of your beauty
Muse that inspire me to make her mistress of my verses and my poem,
and February in the calendar of my years
That without a crown today I name you my Queen,
and you live with me in the castle of my soul
Woman who floods the sea of my body and drown me in it not having explanation,
creating in me a raging Tsunami in my heart
Who are you?
(V.W) February/09/2019
©williamv
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