Shadows...

Shadows...

Lights that cast shadows,
flowers, candy colors, left
my patience in pain with no name.
Lights that produce shadows.
Light up my solitude, remembrance
musical faint smile and flowers,
A woman who left.*That was ...
Shadows, bloodless, hats
blue, called pain
and cover the tears of a man.
How many times has it,
of flowers, the endless smile?
The eternal love left in my soul
shadows of light that never lit.
The inter-point of my soul, flowers, sweet smells,
they captured my skin and left
my hope in the shadow of your smile
not just for not result in death.
Augus July 30, 2010.