Pictures: Valadimir Kush |
Hold my hands
While the tulips are still red
Lets walk up the back allies of Gardenia in my
mind
Sleeping, holding each other tight
Till there is time
Let’s swim in the cold lake
Let’s get all excited by the sound of the train
Climbing the staircase that bypasses all grandness
Hold out our hands
Weep for the childhood we never had
Look into my eyes
Parallel lines are turning my green soul, yellow
Between the lines
You will find a small blinking star
Watching a mermaid swim
Her feet in water, hands on the moon
Rolling in the grass of dreams
Eating pomegranate
Drip ,drip, drip
Pomegranate juice is splashing all over me
Like chickenpox
I taste like strawberry
You taste like pomegranate
I wear my boots
To run in the rain
“Hey, you!”
You yell at the car that splashed water
All over me
Tulips are still red
My clothes still wet
Let’s jump to the moon.
P.K Nov, 09
Copyright © 2012 Parissa Khosh
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