IMBALANCE

Blind folds don’t close the eyes
Hands holding the torch
no longer a statue

Mercury moves against gravity
Against your pressure
Along my temperature

A bee is trapped behind
the windows
A dashing head, buzzing wings
A tortured love of the flower

Eyes open in the darkness
My body in flames
Not of liberty
Nor of bondage
Burning candle glows
Like your memory

Like the longing to discover
a  new planet  in the heart of an earhling

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