Treasure Island

Gabriela Duricova

(22.5.1984 / Bratislava)

Aftermath Of White and Blue


A white butterfly landed
On clear blueprint of our bed sheets
Thereby it swayed the scales
And somehow disturbed
The space cadence
Of our microcosm

A drop of ink on wedding dress
Rewrote the story
Bells rang aloud
And tinsel was falling off the vault
Like golden dust -
- A tragedy of the clockwork conception

A feather floating in the air
Belongs here, there and everywhere
Regardless its own size or hue;
At moment when all debts are due
All that matters is the holy trinity
Of love, free will and aftermath

Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013
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