Virginia Jasmin Pasalo Poems

I took the cup
to drink from it
but the blood slipped
from my lips
...

22 December 2015 1: 15 a.m.

Listening to silence, sipping coffee, peeling persimmons
and you, a stranger to the dance and the music, in my mind,
...

a glimpse of your existence
that’s what is important now
even if tomorrow you are gone
and return at my door
...

Every night
a whisper comes
and my heart beats
fast
...

you looked like a character
that someone created
out of disdain
you ate sardines
...

cars
they are most inappropriate
to bring in the rain
especially in a dirt road
...

to be one with you
at this moment
where dark silhouettes
bring flickering lights
...

maybe i met you in the rain
as raindrops on my open lips
and as heavy rain
forcing open
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Oh, everlasting travelling moon
where will you go?
will you bring a message
of my love
...

i can believe in a dream
like patriots were lulled into believing
who lulled others who knew nothing
but to fill their half-empty stomachs
...