3 sierpnia 2024
It Was Not Your Refusal
When you disturb
me, I feel as if you
have arrived.
You become yourself
like the serene water
of a blue lake.
Passion of a poem
has a splendid effect.
The street going nowhere cries.
Tonight I will ruffle
your hairs to hide the
moon face of a rising star.
What sparks a prayer,
when I think of losing you.
Organic tears give way.
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