*** The sky of spice, The sea of tea, The skin of ginger and jasmine I sip. The clouds cinnamon- Your eyes - sip me. Two coffee pearls, They never…
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*** You were lavender tea Steaming in my hands, The sprawling violet sea Dancing in my lips, Ground fresh chai leaves Rolling along my Silk Road, While ‘Because the Night’…
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*** Blue above, blue below - My first flight around your world. I’ve left the glowing lanterns of the shoreline and set my airforce over the open ocean, rising up…
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*** There is something undeniably gorgeous about sea looking like liquid snow. Today, I felt I was seeing the sea as though the sea was just born. The water was…
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*** The boat arrived by post, Not by water. The boat - by post, A sail in an envelope. I lay down and try to sleep. The occasional zephyr From…
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*** The day we are born is a plexus of happiness for our parents and grandparents, sisters and relatives - those - in great expectation to see our faces. Thus,…
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*** I can't remember precisely when I first saw the sea or how it was, but once I had started seeing it I couldn't stop… until I’d empty it all.…
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*** 100 years later, the tower is standing still, is unmistakable from the ropewalker’s view, spotted by Soyuz and wild seagulls, miles out on a clear evening, faded by nearly…
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*** A single, brightly coloured wing swoops like a feather, dives, lifting a lone figure through the waves with drive, with joy, with speed, with glee the tide goes out…
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🐎🐎🐎 *** In slow motion: the horse - upside down, with its legs up to the sky, in an eye-blink: the horse - in fast-forward mode rising to fly. Children…
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