Anticipation
ANTICIPATION
Like an echo or a spark
our relations are like summer sky
in Italy , with a sigh
we are sitting in a half-dark
room near the window,
watching the stars reel
anticipating the shadow,
no, dying of passion real
but not showing it . Shut
to each other - but
....telling fairy-tales
…Arabian nights, Sheherazade veils
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