so you can get lost with your nose in the clouds
or in fragrances that color a beauty with
Honey mandarins velvet curtains and
eyes shining at a star that might be
was not at all, or just in your laugh

if you sneak around the corner or with
your nose flat against the window and a blush that
tastes like more I can still dream of
festive garlands distant lands beaches sea
close and your name roams like a long breath

over night and ontide mother-of-pearl mouths
whisper the image of all days and
there is still plenty to taste because the
celestial window is wide open Listen but
to the wind she talks about oleanders or something



#poezie

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