alive

i like to look deeply into the walls
it’s more a need a kind of inquietude .....
i look once again and, from the decay peeling paint hole stone,
i see faces and people tears and smiles ..... and some secrets too .....
may be this is the place where my spirits come
now and then to watch me and touch my heart with their hands
whispering i love you .....
the walls are alive, don’t know why but it’s true !!!

© luisa brehm