@Yelenab 24 September 2021

I celebrate (poem)

I celebrate dusty anniversaries I have a calendar on my heart Made of handwritten emotions I should erase their meaning by scraping them a bit But it's hard to reason with my soul I'd like to explain to her that you can't go back to where you were happy! I would like to explain her that the love she feels Will never be returned And yet she loves And goes over the contours revives the colors smiles remembers lives I caress her and I dedicate my nostalgia to her daughter of her and her tumults sister of my little restlessness [2018©Yelena b.]

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