If the grass would be spaghetti,
If pure water was real Chianti,
if my wife were Nefertiti,
If the meeting were a parting -
That will be lovely!
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Author:
Ksey_Gan (
Offline) - Published: August 16th, 2025 10:07
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
If, if only...sigh. and since it's not we'll pull off living in the light of such dreams, shall we? Beautifully rendered in delicious brevity with a provocative poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
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