Poem N1 Poem by Kristian Djordjanov

Poem N1



A sweet talk to us -
recorded just the tree -
a sweet talk between us -
on a rigid branch -
a few meters - a melody
from the mystic launch.

Sentences and colors -
not that far the distance -
letters and colors -
maybe kilometers so -
covering to us - the puns
that shape a fantasy whole.

Saturday, December 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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