Red Ruby Slippers From The Wizard Of Oz Tatoo

As wax





















Once again you forgot
you have forgotten your essence,
letting it fall.
The mirror does not portray your true form but refers
extraneous reflections,
flashes of flesh.

I can not see into the eyes of a child,
the smile of a bride,
between the curves of a new mother and can not see
's even

following the paths of wrinkles on the face of your mother.
Lost your tracks, you see wax

through the eyes of the lake,
calm and anxiety. You will not find in your footsteps

between the eyes of passers
or bashful about their smiles empty plastic

but plunging into the lake of your infinite eyes.

Eve.