Femina 3

To P.

you were blown
to me
on the fragrance,
on the thoughts
on desire,
on the grass,
on the cherries,
on the milk,
on the body,
you are swimming
in the air,
carried To me…

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Water tank
with water bubbles
the sharp grass
is irritating
my face
bushes with
raspberry
wine
she`s not alone,
her hands
with soft tender
movements
pouring coffee,
pouring warm
water,
pouring milk
concentrated
slowly
without
touching me.