fantasy, love, thoughts

anatomie

stăteai sprijinit de capota Mustangului, visând cu ochii deschişi în timp ce îţi fumai ţigara. deşi unii prieteni te fac “mare tutungist” în glumă, ştiu că ţi-ai creat un obicei de a flutura o tigară în gură ori de câte ori eşti plictisit. îţi treci mâna prin păr, ciufulind puţin vârfurile şi îţi ridici mai sus gulerul gecii de piele neagră. Continue reading “anatomie”

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poetry

long-lost Mona Lisa

the ink seems to have broken into pieces around your eyes

it’s one of those days when you try to answer all the “why-s”,

but, darling, it comes a moment when the ink finally dries

and, for sure, you don’t want to look like a corpse of medium size.

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thoughts

such a child…

daydream far away, little shadow
with your eyes closed…
you immediately covered your eyes with your palms, exactly like a little kindergaten child playing hide and seek.
a few moments later, believing that i wasn’t keeping you under observation, you casted a glance through the spaces between your fingers.

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