Little Muse...Quintessence Moon

I love reading with voice singing,
while sitting there on a giant lotus flower,
envelopping my Soul Home.
I am ryhmming with read poetry,
humming sounds of fluttering moths.
The night… lazy, at this moment of Dusk,
pearl prison for the poetry of the lonely ones.
Bifurcated features….rays of Life…magic wands,
touching the brain of the Little Muses.
They…folding and unfolding,
Universes of coupling substances,
explossions one after one.

The roots are frail when pores moaning.
They are trembling under the weight
of dusty breathing inside the lungs.
Clutched to the emotions, ponds in silver,
knives clashing when desires flash.
I love listening to the unheard
seeing that what is hidden behind
I let my angles dazzle your vision,
for you knowing me better
than you can fancy,
but you won´t hear my reflections,
nor my words of stories without harm.
I adore reading with my soul weeping,
and mistake it with great loud laughing.
And daydream….like a little one…as I am..
protected under my blue heart,
smiling inside the poetic dance.

Little Muse..
unspeakable narration…
the tides are coming up,
to overflow my inclination,
for drowning the words,
as they are coming out..
from my musing mind.

Little Muse...Quintessence Moon


Bilbao, Spain

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Artist's Description

Quiet mood…to read.
Time behind…ahead.
Muses born through tears.

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