Blank pages

By: Solkes
Photos: Nessa Twix

Foto: Nessa Twix
© all rights reserved.
Beautiful blank pages

kiss my imagination

with rainbow backgrounds.

Our black, red, blue letters
are curving 
without vacilating.

I love smooth words
they circle slowly.
they come and go,
they visit oh so briefly.

These beautiful blank pages

are promises of our 

Our gentlest strokes 
darkness upon light.

Shy words
please oh words
come to my hand
Caress the black page in front of me.

I love bright words,
words that shine and sing since daybreak;
words that are luminous in the dark,
words that sing.

Foto: Nessa Twix
© all rights reserved.

I love strong words,
words that make the tone thicker,
that give strength and feelings fan intonation,
that shake and freeze at the same time.

I love dark words,
that even as they seem empty
are filled with flavour.

Photo: Nessa Twix
© all rights reserved.

They keep a lightless essence, distant and unique.
Words that anchor us,
words that are mysterious and rise questions
so we may know more.

Blank pages and words,
how the ink melts
with each vowel and consonant.

Should I say goodbye to these verses?
That's how it always goes. 

This words have have to get out

into the world.

It's not possible to keep them
locked upunder the roof. 



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