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An incurable kiss
Your steps
Are frightening the red leaves
Of an imaginary tree…..
Your sight
Is caressing the limbs of our tree,
That unreal dream tree
Coming out of our real mind
Which is seemingly seared by lightning……
The shivering limbs are waiting the winter ….
Your lips
Are kissing the crust of our real tree,
Named Ligustrum vulgare,
In that special zone,
Where it loses the life continuously...
You become the mirror
Of that incurable and irreversible
Kiss.
poem
by
Marieta Maglas
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