Victoria

And you came,
with the Northern wind
and the sea in your eyes,
and everything has changed.

I was never so petrified
of falling into the abyss,
but I let myself go,
because I want to,
because I am unable of wanting anything else.

I’ve got an incandescent
heart in spite of
enigmatic doubts,
forged in the volcano’s fire
and flames instead of blood.
I was born out of open
wounds
carved in the magma,
of steady lava
which runs my live flesh
and, until you came,
I lived a century old dream…

Yet you came,
Victoria,
with the Northern wind
and the sea in your eyes,
and everything has changed.

You populated my heart of paradise
and hope,
drowned the old pain
with a kiss
and now I only want to be
smile, summer and yours.

My soul is still water,
my sun has finally come out to play
and I no longer belong to me,
‘cos you gifted me your heart
asking for nothing in return.

By Sam C

I’m a railway signalling project manager and a part time writer and photographer, originally from the Canary Islands and now adopted by the United Kingdom. I’m also studying at the university of Warwick a Part-time MSc in Programme & Project Management.

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