Long deep flowers
Running on your skin
Hear the sound they make
Like enormous bells
whispering
Hear
Memorize it
Isnt it peculiar
How they get tattoed in your veins
Your bones
Your muscules
Close your eyes and go back to 1926
The parade
Thousands of lights and lowed flowers
Flowers
That were the only thing somehow...
beauty
It was humongous
No one could ever capture their escence