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Ivo Bierands

She faded away as quietly
As a white feather,
Sending me one more kiss
Through a cloudy cafe window,

The rim of a white coffee cup
Was left stained by her
Leaving a cherry red footprint
Of her sensual lips
Arising me memories
Of bold and sweet flavours
When my lips touched hers
Last night,
While thunderstorm tried to rip
The earth on a half.