Pretense
"Everyone who walks
through the crowd with you
is happy",
you say.
I know you pretend,
but I like your catch,
beloved my friend!
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Honey
How well you speak
under the honeycomb on the moon!
Honey is dripping
from your lips.
You attract me magnetically
under swarms from stars.
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Flow
The water fills rivers, oceans,
it flies with snowflakes,
pulsates in our blood.
The life rushes - a speedily river -
flows between roses and disappears!
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© Stoianka Boianva
Sofia, Bulgaria
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