Acacia Trees

We are lost in the fog rolling over river waves,

intoxicated with waters music.

I can see you only, and you can see only me,

while passion between us turns into endless blue.

*

In a flash, I can see

yours jump into the hug of insectoid past.

Dreaming fingers of mine and my long dark hair.

You are chasing your shadow while dreaming of me.

You will catch her only on the horizon.

*

The great wall protecting my soul is collapsing,

hit by your lips and words.

Frightened, my soul emerges out.

*

My flying words towards you are frozen

by dead bodies.

Our shoes are in love with the path

through the cemetery acacia.

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This poem was selected by editors of PoetrySoup's Most Recent Anthology: "PS: It’s Still Poetry" published on January 1st, 2022 in the competition between 42,000 poets on the PoetrySoup platform.--------