Neptune

Neptune

Looking at the dissolving sun
through the melting ice,
the retina of my right eye
suddenly captures the picture…

Valleys of Neptune…
Jimmy Hendrix sings,
how his black fingers flow
over his worn out guitar string…

Neptune, why you walk alone
through the beach of barren love
when there’s lots of Bohemian blues
roam around the horizon of hope…

Neptune, step in right,
step in and close the door…
the world is just a picture book
let’s be just landscapes in it…

Neptune, are you shy,
there is nothing to be
ashamed of…
in the mirrored room of memories
you will see only your
tears reflect like stars…