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By lostrita
The moon grew solemn. Seraphim in tears
dreaming, the bow held in their fingers, in the calm
of vaporous flowers, drew from fainting viols
white sobs to glide above the blue corollas
— it was the blessèd day of your first kiss.
My reverie, that loves to martyr me,
knowingly got drunk on the scent of sadness
that, even without regret or a bitter aftertaste, is left
by the harvest of a dream in the heart that harvested.
I wandered, then, my eyes fixed on the cobbles
when, with the sun in your hair, in the street,
in the evening, you appeared before me laughing
and my mind’s eye saw the fairy with the cap of light
who passed over the nights of my spoiled childhood,
always allowing a snowstorm from her half-closed hands
of white bouquets of scented stars to fall.
(Stéphane Mallarmé - Apparition)

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2 Oct 2018 10:35AM
FabioKeiner 8 111 1 Austria
2 Oct 2018 10:36AM
mi chica en llamas Smile
bliba Plus
15 2 Austria
2 Oct 2018 2:22PM
just beautiful
2 Oct 2018 2:43PM
Excellent image!

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