I spread my mind upon the table
To pick a thought or two
Piling for the gloomy winter
Sunburnt memories in azure blue.
I usually hide them in a notebook.
It has a thick, impenetrable sheath
In the inside, smooth, elastic leaves
Forbearing to disenchantment and cynicism.
They curve around the words
Strain the thoughts of the mistakes
Spring from a transparent surface
Sea breeze and crystal clear love.
My fingertips caress its lines
I treasure my feelings so far
Salty dewdrops slide from
The petals to the glade of heart.
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