This prismatic colored light.
Broken glass in the conservatory.
I was here with you.
In dreams,
Last summer.
Become a prisoner
of your own thoughts,
inner image.
There is no escape.
In the realm of thoughts.
An ocean full of fantasy,
Penetrate me.
Crow in the sun,
Dissected into prismatic colors,
I gave warm light to all
Summer,
wrapped in light,
This black feather set.