*** Sometimes I spend lunches in galleries, alone with Flemish or Italian rarities. I'd sit in quietude before a canvas or a statue for minutes. In love with silence of…
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Unseen pattern of inexisting kisses, Unseen insects - cicadas Sing and speak in the Da Vinci’s garden. I feel weightless When running behind you, Leaving the prints on the art…
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With my eyes half-closed And my head to one side (Cause I sleep on my stomach), I slide my arms around your neck And surrender To your un-kisses. Sleepless, I…
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Felt all at sea, Moving as through water over you. ’No day without the line’- Why would you know that? I take a clean sheet, Pick up a pencil, Start…
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*** You were the shoes, I was the cloud, Walking along the quayside, Flowing above the sound Of waves. You left the traces on the wharf, I – shadows on…
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*** There were the windows without curtains, arm-open, There was an ocean without water, stepping in slowly, vowel-by-vowel, inside the me and the cotton-walled living, where the pink beach were…
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*** The beauty of you is not a chance, it can’t be changed by dress, your haute couture skin is finest crêpe de chine, your inimitable way of walking forward…
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*** He believes he is her devotee, not a stalker. He says he follows her, but he is not a haunter. He says she is his butterfly, but not his…
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*** We were in the middle of each other, with doors looked, curtains sealed, with full-open wings, almost hovering in the eye of the wind, at several thousand feet above…
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*** There was a long moment of falling as in a dream, or like the snow, a moment when the world came to a full stop, when the universe shrank…
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