BLUE CONCERT

by Silvia Dello Russo

There's no more key

For This never ending door

No more words 

For This never ending page

In the laundry

Where i can Wash my sins

With no mirror on the wall

Only fresh water is cooling 

Flowing armonious sounds and signs

For the antique language yet still to be 

Outside This room

A jazz MUSIC is playing

On the SHAPE of my Dreams

And my never ending souls

On my one and only aim

Playing with all  instruments 

the blue sound of my name