Frozen strawberries
Ice cold relations with the
Inevitable floor
Lovely flavors do not last
Forever
The refrigerator is empty
The children are feasting
On plastic and rubber dolls
Do not forget it is all
A breath-taking scene
Us together in the park
Me on the table and you standing around
Pacing and sitting
Silent echoes from smile to smile
Skin and faces
Dancing at your touch
Who would have ever thought
That passing by
Meant so much
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