Maria Makeski

A white face
Is surrounded with darkness
The room where
Your ceremony will be held;
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A window is opened into the world.
Through the air,
The wind covers.
Your lips tenderly whisper.
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The dry leaves that seep
I wait them to make a path
To retreat you
And I walk through
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Silence.
The city will be dead when the night falls.
The sleeping soul’s dreams stand like moms
Above their heads.
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The dazzling shine
Of the full Luna
Providing our faces light
While we sit on the shore
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Walking in the night
And seeing empty walls
Where my shadow only wonders,
Following the light coming
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..consists of several italic letters
Which equal to your name
Written on an unworthy piece of paper
Creatively presenting the craft
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We honor Bacchus
The ancient god of the wine
Who makes you take the glass
Pour alcohol to taste it
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A woman on a picture
Her face is covered
With a large chapeau
Her lips widened
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