a time for riddles a time for fun a time for caresses a time for luscious whispered verses dark and feathery Venetian masks unmasked soft hearts that still retain those childish bright blue pink yellow purple shades with pony-tails like a little child that lost his twin when life grew bitter a fiery force a flame awake don’t let it burn don’t let it die like an old soul seeing her reflection in a broken mirror, only to calm down when swimming. only to slow down while watching. the watery moon flow of Night. velvety, dark and feathery, Venetian mask. keep the flame awake. don’t let her burn. old souls remain here there over down under and above new in space in nothing-ness that’s the only meaning of the uni-verse, this life-long riddle. get into trance, at least some time. old soul caress, feel with new eyes, bite with your teeth, and keep those child-full bright blue pink yellow purple shades. and pony-tails like Water. the Music, of Silence. nothing everything sense soul mind, write flow caress, play share, be kind, a real friend. even when silence can be dark and scary for the lonely child, some of the time. listen to the Music, untamed and sensuous, watery, transparent, deep blue pink yellow. cheerfully dark, like poetry new in space in nothing-ness that’s the only meaning of the uni-verse this life-long and aquatic riddle Trust Moon Sun Music, Respectful Verse, The beauty of riddles that become transparent some Moon-full nights.