Piano of silence

Ancient frame of sea
Grey colours of clothes
Music is decorating
Morning scent of nude


My secrets are at mine silence
Real embrace of fragments
Stimulating imperfections
In motions of ballet dancer


A wild and distant lover
Native symbols of slavery
Tornaments are impulsive
In mute eyes of photography




The heart is whispering
In abstractive poetry
The promise is lost
In sacrifice of dormen heart