prison

small flower and one gloomy lover
cold room
and many showers

but no water,
only empty souls

He spoke with her,
but ..She never said a word

little bird was staring on his face
this face was full of grace.

red eyes, and blue choppy lips
tried to say something,
but his name wasn´t on the list

silent voice of moment like this
flower and man, 
both looking for the bliss.