even if you are a bird, and you fly,
don't touch the time
not even with a single feather,
your wings will fall like leaves
tattooed by the sky,
don't touch the time
not even with a single wound
when swords fly like stars, and
you fall to the ground
covering your head:
i never want you like the sun wants the moon,
i only love you like a samurai,
even if you are a bird, and you fly,
don't touch the time
not even with a single tear,
let it boil like a soft egg:
how sad that your time no longer loves my time,
see how the six billion will double in a hundred years,
and how Japanese stairs lead nowhere
Copyright © Maria Mitea | Year Posted 2025
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