Taking all the flowers
and insects in it,
I kept the bunch
in a vase.
I never have seen
the truth of you,
but guessed the wind
of heart, the blow.
Once spoken words
I rummaged the mail-box,
I couldn't deceive
It wasn't you,
nor your shadow.
Yet, I set the vase
near my home's window.
and left it
to the air,
to the sky,
to a road
(where it leads
I don't know) .
Who tells what,
on the way to
as a page
half in mind,
rest in the wind.
love to stay
So is your memory,
wants to evaporate...
But, some insist to stay,
Still, in inbox.
Never to be
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