Treasure Island

Bozhidar Pangelov

(Bulgaria, Sofia)

Here is


Here

the rain.

Here

The palms.

Here

a bit

of rain.

Everything’s

moving,

here.



We are

walking

folded.

Who is

fondling

your face.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 26, 2010

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