Beneath the blue,
Between blooms: a breath.
She begins to believe
Like before,
Every wish fell out of the sky,
Star hot
Like angels,
And left her
In a golden smile moment,
It is as if true love could follow.
(Fridge poems) 11.01.2019
Gurgling, lapping, lolling noises, The peaceful stream is loud and loquacious, And lying on my back, face up, The sun sits still and sover...
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