I suddenly have a puzzled vision, which I can not get it into a spoken view.
Moving chaotically inside
It’s captured in a no-way-out-mind,
Likewise it remains trapped in the cloud of a doubt
Behind the shut eyes,
On a mute expression;
Facing the steamy mirror
It’s spotted a naked woman;
Before the nightly bath,
Is writing down what she believes
The puzzled vision is.