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Flash

I was seeing my eyes

In thousands of those blinking stars

In an instant they become candles

Inside me

Eyes closed
clouds prepared to fall in love
with the peacock dancing

Glint of colors
silvers and yellows

Glow

Every little life flowing outside

Burning senselessly

With great care

Destroying pure desires into smokes, ashes

Prosecuting hosts as intruders
Myriad eyes

With inextinguishable flames

Gushing ceaseless drops

Soften the embers

As fillings in the holes

For a split second they turn into eyes

Like bubbles, and become blind again

My eyes have the strength to push the rock
relentlessly, relive the mirthful moments
in those flashes