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I want to love you

in the dust of the street

in the sea of grasses

that the wind blows away

 

In murky waters of canals

in dark gardens

where nothing blooms anymore

 

I want to love you

on desolate ruins

on boats into eternity

in gray star labyrinths

without God and death and time

© 2022 Theo Kondring

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