Analogy...

...
it flies,it has colors,
it screams in silence,
it's a butterfly,of the sky,
but it cannot fertilize,
the buds of waters,
because,both do not have life...
they are only entities,
entities which entice...



she cries,in colors,
she screams in silence,
she's a rainbow,in red light,
but she can't give colors,
to the saturated paints,
because,both have no substance,
they are only appearances,
appearances which seduce...


they both are kites,
not moored,in any ties,
cut off from reels,escaping real,
gone with the wind,
inside a whirl wind,
dying-living,faint,
with a hidden denouement,
a wrong concealed statement...