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Mar 2017
Way before the awakening
The pink hair, the men, the crazy life
(should I call it merely life?)
There was you.

Blue Danish eyes
Entrance me into a whole new world
Soft womanly shape
Open a girl’s mind..
You were there when there was nothing…
II
Gitte you lie in me
like a shadow of what could be
lustful promise of girls
all of them in my bed!
III
Like a crack on the wall
through which the air starts to ooze inside
you were the first fresh I ever breathe
since months…
Gitte is the beautiful name of a Danish middle aged women I had a crush on a few years ago. I wrote this poem thinking about her.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
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