Tamar
I love you little branch
Dancing in the breeze
Little leaf laughing at the cloud
Little wind flirting with the trees'
Old ego, playing smart
Trying to find roots
Where there is no topsoil; the heart
Still wants - more than lutes'
Five minutes of pleasure.
I like you patiently becoming
What you have seen before,
And what you talked about; knowing
It only as the life of others. Sure
You will for different reasons make
The same sweet choices;
Sure, your fear will be larger: take
The the salt with the spices.
I like you little flower
You are the perfume for my hour.
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