Lines are dancing on the walls at night,
flickering shadows talk to me.
The silence is too powerful to handle,
it suffocates us all in.
And the writing of it,
brings the sleepless tension back.
Can the past hear our whispers?
Can it read between the lines?
Love drops in the dark,
and shivers dance on the body.
I wouldn’t trade this silence for the world.
The morning’s light breeze
disappears the endless thoughts.
Keeping the mind busy
is all I can think of.
Photo: Nikon F75 (28-100mm). LomoChrome Purple, 100-400, 35mm film. Agios Ioannis, Pelion, Greece. August 2019.