Who-Man
by a woman
or by another
an illusion of the futures
in the worlds that cross themselves
souvenir by souvenir
it is the fragrant tea
this sugar in my mouth
who animate my present
my desire to live the sky
this eternal horizon
Copyright © Milan Georges Burovac | Year Posted 2015
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