inward – tanka

fall flows its madness straight into my cup of tea – sugarless amber: the honey in the glass jar smiles, awaiting patiently   © Liliana Negoi Advertisements

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tête-à-tête

an explosion of thoughts smelling like spring and diffuse sunlight flowing over the forgotten cups of tea between the two of us – your eyes say so much, your lips so little, but my ears need no sound to hear the words crowded in your gaze a ladybug lands safely on the edge of your … Continue reading

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