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Friday, May 13, 2016

the desert rose

where we met
in the desert
between dream
and waking

where went
to light
and breath
and sea

where we left
between
and inbetween,
now we are here

these roots
are all veiled
like in abstract
art, purposefully

hidden by fate,
the biggest liar,
and love is a word
in a glasshouse

though we do not know
who we are
or where we go,
now we are here

the church bell tolls,
the birds make a noise,
children laugh
and we don't care

banned into
a moment
of wonder,
now we are here

in this month,
May, in
the scent of spring
i long for you

help
help me
not to think
that now is a prison

help
help me
not to think:
now we are here


maybe
we do not know
between come and go:
now we are here











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