I shared a lost memory with a dizzy love
taste of wild honey and wet berries .
I still have that savor on the shores of my lips
morning bitter sweet and liquorice touch...
Summer ended and the world of our caresses
was in peace ...
It was so good to long for each other
while the shadows outside stirred ...
I forgot your name in the turmoil ,
translating the blend of hours for you ,
your dikes submerged by my flow...
Our seasons choosing elegant costume
of fallen lives ...
Do you remember this funny trumpet duo
responding to the call of a sax solo ?
We were dreaming of time square !
Let it's snow ,let it's slow ...
Barely enough time to bite
in the fruit of happiness
and death smiles in the mirror's reverse
throwing sorrow in lover's reveries
War always come to early
to the appeal of a lonely trumpet...
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Comments2
The motifs of happiness, oblivion and inevitability are woven into a harmony that is mesmerizing in its sincerity.
I don't know if memory is really sincere...
This poem really hits deep. Brilliant
Thank you Sealgair .appreciated .
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