Let me take you
At the border of a dream
Lulled by midnight’s
Oars of sleep.
Let me love you
As I would
No one.
Let me taste
your words
Unspoken and lamenting
On the back
Of your tongue.
Art by Pawel Kuczynski.
Let me take you
At the border of a dream
Lulled by midnight’s
Oars of sleep.
Let me love you
As I would
No one.
Let me taste
your words
Unspoken and lamenting
On the back
Of your tongue.
Art by Pawel Kuczynski.
She is primarily a teacher of English. Also her mind is lured by goodies like finance, economics, interest rates, the stock market, as she has a hankering for how the money is made. Nevertheless she is a dreamer on a cloud...As dreams cost nothing... In ordinary days she is a word-weaver for everything and everything that breathes. In the best of days she just follows the seasons by means of bike, skis, or roller-skates. She is grateful to all colors of the world and to people who read, smile and drop a line here, or on her email. Contributing author at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, My Trending Stories and Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.
“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz
Beautiful imagery and loved your wordplay! 🙂
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Thank you very much for your kind words! I must admit, first I stumbled upon the picture and then the words came:)
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