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Click hereWe need the light… she screamed; I moved the black drapes as out of a dream,
Shining red lipstick on her fire rimed lips, reflecting iris her long velvet hair,
glancing outside as if to find blossoming flowers,
like a fairy tale garden,
deep snow covered the plants as winter was fading ,
and me still staring at her long cream legs;
She turned to me and spoke in her high tone voice that penetrated my ears, creating goose bumps from my arms to my toes,
me still staring at her;
It was a misunderstanding she said,
Plainly….
The excuse did not matter still I have to bear listening,
not staring anymore,
It was all a misunderstanding,
created by space, moment, winter season and melting snow….
A misunderstanding,
as if the god of love is blossoming in winter only,
The light has arrived as spring is at the gates of Eden calling me to be a part of it..
I want to be alone….
this joy is for each and every one it differentiates our course…….
My eyes closed
I left,,,
Door just shut never to cross it again…..
Went to the bus stop seeking cover from the plain dripping rain,
Bus came, door open, a drunken man stepped out