Naked truth

A Poem by Isa

Free verse Libre

Opera house 
Smile on your lips 
None will forget the soft touch under the bridge 
Eyes hands fingers skin touch affairs not but the truth 
Truth is naked not many can handle truth yet your skin tells me you can 

Princess rose history Opera was our witness 
That shared through under the bridge 
opera house is the witness of our eternity
Only on opera house 

Judas kissed his master with betrayal 
A glass of poison wine  shared with smile 
Journey of life just started 
My tears are dried for this all is meant to be 

Still a picture yet a life I choose is path of only a few 
Listen to the wind breeze ocean and birds all in harmony 
Conspires whispering 
I am eternal love

April  14 09