Tag: poetry
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A STORY OF GREAT LOVE
It was brown eyes, supernatural forces a piercing look, the sadness he hides cold and irresistibly dear mischievously silly, bathed in longing. He loved the army; he had a dream that as a boy, he would sail the skies explore distant horizons wear a green uniform and ride a steel helicopter. The girls loved him…
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ROOM SHADOW
Imagine… You sit and think thoughts swarm in your head. They shine like sparks in the furnace and disappear like a quiet whirlwind. After some shadow, it seems to you that thoughts follow while the last Viennese waltz plays on the walls. I’m looking… It looks unreal, and it seems endless beautiful, magical. Tight bodies…
Bojana Kwiek 