Erosion – 3

Erosion – 3

Gathering blackness, queries a lot
Dancing all around yellow fragrance; slowly slowly

Doors are open whilst rainbow is at hand
To her ; herself

Mixing whole night in a bundle
Night birds are unzipping all the stitch;
windows and covers weaving each other

In every clips, in every texture loosing strength
an old leaf fallen down

I touch the dew ; darkness
Though willing are fruitless they come
in drawing huge flies