Treasure Island

Gabriela Duricova

(22.5.1984 / Bratislava)


You didn't know you were waiting for me
Coming like a ghost of the morning
Right through the mist blurring your sight

You were sipping your coffee
As if freshly awakened - smile on your face
Your mind still dreaming

Trying to embrace some colourful explosion
A carnival taking over the streets, soul of autumn
Feast of a year slowly approaching its end

I didn't know I was looking for you
Making my way through haze and silence
Turmoil and noise of the new day tracking my steps

But I just laughed into their face
My feet were light, for my spirit was too
I turned around and there was you

In the morning sun at the cafe
The butterfly of your eyes fluttered
Over the bench of lips - and I took a seat

Submitted: Thursday, December 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, December 19, 2013

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