A first

Peeling the first dark purple layer (so thin and ready to become the wind) dispersing clouds, (apparently! do not get tricked) knowing that it hides the tears deep inside (transcending grief and sorrows and stories of this kind) until the sweet revealing core of truth is reached. Patiently peeling the unknown slides of time (while […]

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Two drops #poem

A drop of you, a drop of me, instants dripping through the unexpected heat. Surrounding us diaphanous fairies of fate in circles merging colors- a bit of blue, a chunk of red, into the blank of white, the time we never spent, a cloud, some memories submerged in the unknown, the present rose, a present […]

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