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Monday, 6 September 2010

falling away

„We danced on the floor
In my empty house
Winning sudden love” /colorStar/


Falling away


Pebble-cold raindrops are pattering
On my tear.-steam face
Hauling behind their shining trace
Like an aeroplane carves into the sky.

Picked promise-petals
Are lingering in the air
In my hair I smell the bitter perfume
Of a red, stolen geranium-head
.
While dancing tango we breathed in
The intoxication of the huge lily–like crystal chandelier
You were kissing me for a slow melody
With the taste of cigarette and sour red wine.

You caressed my star-pale
Body’s shivering skyline
With your full-moon magnetic green eyes
Slowly let fall my top’s delicate strap.

Small raindrops were dancing
For your wrought-iron bed frame’s rhythm
While me as curious seawater of the shore
Kept tasting your shiny, smooth cinnamon-skin.

Iron-cold raindrops are pattering
To my eyelashes, trembling from tears
Flowing down like shooting stars
On my clothes: wet, cold and sticky

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