the bowl of stars
filled them all
with awe
and myth
they were centaurs
and satyrs
no longer lost
in the forest
they dreamed
of floating
on the ocean
or flying
in space –
their tongues
could taste
words
they circled the blaze
beating the drums
of their red chests
someone started to tell
a story
in the fire light
their eyes shined
like teeth
what they ate
was everything
1 comments:
ciao Kaori,
thank you so much. i'm so happy you like my work.
i really love yours too. your style evokes cocteau and saint-exupéry...
all the best,
-i. x
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