I’d like to know

I’d like to know
More than anything else
I want to know
If I belong to you.

Eyes that are imaginary
Lips that are imaginary
Ears that are imaginary
Love too, that is imaginary.

The shelter of my thoughts
Breaks open,
A flower shoots out
Its roots in the flooding heart
It gives a piercing cry . . .

In a dark wooden room a door opens.

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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