Poem -

snowy music

a plum in a glass of whisky 
can i sing about you

can i come to your
knowing you will open
so welcoming you are

a glass of whisky
on this snowy weather outside
near my eyes 

now to all white
she plays in the snow 
like fingers on a Chopin piece 

now my plum to taste 
i lick my lips
to the dryness of my tongue ....
never when thinking 

time to let this glass touch hers
images keep appearing to all

thinking seems lost
impossible to reach
the sweetness of this plum
and a drink of whisky to keep my warmth.

 

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