by Yann Rolland |
Categories:
appreciation, blue, confidence,
The love that ends leaves traces, why not?
Even in the great desert, Troy, Samothrace,
On hot sand and mint tea, see it
On the blue oranges, on the green moon,
Love leaves traces in the eyes, traces
Even in the streets of Manhattan,
He leaves traces in the worried coaches, see it
Among the camels in the Wadi Rum,
The love that ends leaves traces, why Not?
Caramel, marshmallow or chance, see it
Even in the Pacific Ocean, “help” trees cry out
In the Laotian Islands, even in Honolulu, We see it.
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
age, passion, romantic love,
fresh scent of his shirt, pressed
to my nose — Honolulu fire
frangipani and hibiscus passion
(too hot for the millennials)
fine-wine aged, luxuriant tastes.
Oh, Babe!
3/13/2019
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