Arhitecture

I build a state of indifference
Out of every abandoned doll's heart
Touching the ceiling with the last blink
A lazy eye
Waiting to fall asleep
Summer shed the wind
through my open door
Those fields with poppies
Stretching their warmth
Even beyond the horizon
I'm breathing the grey stars
When the moon gives me
Ashes from a former love
'' Paint in watercolor all the white butterflies''
She said before our last goodbye
''Then, they shall dance in our dreams
With their fluffy wings
Of life''