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Walking in the park
poetry [ ]
Life as it is

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by [mircealupu ]

2009-08-29  |     | 

I entered the park alone,
nobody seemed to walk along the paths
on a bench near the entrance I saw a girl looking at me
the wind was sweeping leaves and flowers
mad twisters were dancing through trees and alleys
her beautiful body was slowly embraced
by a nice rainbow of glittering moving colours
she asked me smiling and drawling her words
to be so kind to give her a leaf to cover her body...

on the last bench near the exit
a slim girl was staring at me
in a large black coat with arms crossed
tight around her body
shivering with cold, looking pale and tired
she asked me with a quivering voice
lend me a leaf please, I beg you
to cover my body, I need it so much

I left the park behind me, I am free
forgetting and forgiving
the only park with “one way” streets,
for pedestrians like me.

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