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To kiss you
at the foot of every streetlamp
on every corner
of every city
in every language
with kisses of melon, orange and rain
and light of noon in my gaze
as if nothing but mistletoe
ran in our blood . . .
that’s what I wish for.
For the author’s “Bonsai’s Boast,” please click here.
To kiss you
at the foot of every streetlamp
on every corner
of every city
in every language
with kisses of melon, orange and rain
and light of noon in my gaze
as if nothing but mistletoe
ran in our blood . . .
that’s what I wish for.
For the author’s “Bonsai’s Boast,” please click here.
