lonely autumn night –
filled with her tender embrace
never ending dream
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a bouquet for her –
the roses’ scent discovers
never spoken words
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places of childhood –
our eyes filled with the color
of forget-me-nots
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so cold all around –
in the fog of deep autumn
the warmth of your hand
Marek Kozubek
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