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Jul 2016
next to you
the knot of my hands suffer
from the ermetism of dawn
they can be no more than they are
I download fresh dreams
into breathing
it's hard to leave the bed
puzzled by perfume & body fluids

you have some sour cherries smile
left on the pillow
be the one
that easy -
like a premeditated sonata

next to you
Love is enough
irinia
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irinia  where East meets West
(where East meets West)   
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