No arms to return to (poem)
In this night illuminated only by the usual thoughts I remain switched off closed to breathe slowly the air of a cold and bare May like me I stop inside this night never really alone A music envelops me I am never where I leave myself I never find myself where I leave off It's been too long since home has been home Too long since I am no longer me I sing to myself sweet It's raining but no one hears and no one knows I drive to return But I find myself in an elsewhere without roads and without doors And that me who returns no longer has a soul Because it has no arms to return to [2019©Yelena b.]
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Another moonshot I've seen today.
Yes ... Yesterday moon was just amazing!
That's a cool moon shot, my friend! Good night!
Hello Coqui, thanks a lot! Have a great new week start!
The streets and the moon are well-fitting for this amazing poetry of yours, Ale!
You are always so kind to me Bryan thank you so much 🥰
That's really sad thought. Now I feel sad for the moon, always alone. The stars are too far away.
Don't be sad I'm well at the end everything is fine when you find a balance ☺️
La Luna, mi amor!