Write To Infinity

I write

Random lines with

 one color and words

 covered with words

and naked thoughts

that lost their virginity

on a blue night where

stars screamed for the climax

with the wind and thoughts

broke into a mid-summer

storm.

I write poems

That killed my soul every night

As I try to breath and I open

My heart with a broken pen

That stabs me until I bleed sacred words

And keys to open something that is forgotten

Behind the aloof curtains of my life.

I write stories

of torment dancing with birds

And colors eating clouds

And stars singing duets with nightingales

So I poke my eyes out and jump

Inside the waves of imagination to

Sink into infinity.