Healing water

Healing water

A Poem by Camolo


Like the fluid veins of the earth
It is flowing down,the humid canals
of a broken mask

Releases,blurrs and sores these cristal crimson spheres
And opens an abyss in my bosom
strangling me slow and gentle

A spark of an opal drop
reflecting the silent panorama
just splashes on rigid fingers

Curing the storm inside
softening the hard tense lines
of a broken mask


Now I feel the sea of calm
drowning a reddish mask
into the damp of my healing water

© 2017 Camolo


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Added on April 24, 2017
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