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TIME AND CUTLERY

Four years ago
you told me you loved me
and it felt like taking a spoonful 
of the sweetness of your heart.

Three years ago
I didn’t know you existed anymore
and all the knives felt
blunt and mundane.

Two years ago
we exchanged teaspoon
amounts of oblivion,
indifference and singularity.

Last year
we got lost on an isle of prongs:
millions of forks
impaling whatever we might have felt
for each other.

Two days ago
we gave up cutlery:
barehanded, we nibbled
from the other one’s lips
and ear lobes
and… it was delicious!

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THE KISS

First

I tasted your upper lip.

And no one ever told me

bitter cherries could recite

love poems

so graciously.

 

The lower lip

would not stop narrating

cheesy chansonnettes.

So I told it a riddle

and I kiss it minutiously.

 

As for your tongue…

Well…

That is a too complicated story –

Something like

Schrödinger’s cat:

maybe there’s love there,

maybe there isn’t.

 

 

HEART AND WINGS

 

“… after years of sitting he decided to walk again

and look for his wings

That is when he started to fly

wingless with heart.” (Bahareh Amidi)

 

And my White Angel from far away had said to me

‘Home is where your heart is’

She had said.

And I checked behind the sternum

And It wasn’t there!

And I don’t know where

I left it

on a corner of a bedside table

near a bed we made love in

once

I really don’t know where my heart is

I am confident it knows the way

back home to me

Like a bored tomcat

Following a crescent.

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