Kiss Poem on the Horizon

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A poem,  my poem,  is a kiss on the horizon voice from red lips  expectancy long as time as energy runs on lips lips, as in lovers’ dream  a time comes, peace time  when a healer utters a prayer hope grows on my knees, ...

A poem, 
my poem, 
is a kiss on the horizon
voice from red lips 
expectancy long as time
as energy runs on lips
lips, as in lovers’ dream 
a time comes, peace time 
when a healer utters a prayer
hope grows on my knees, as prayers
when red geranium hanging from balconies 
express gratefulness and gratitude from their 
heart, when the sea enjoys her blueness
when seagulls find their food in the sea 
when waves move in their own happiness
here-there comes a time the humankind 
recovers its mind, as always has done 
and waits, as sea waves still silent

A seagull says, “The mankind needs urgently a cure,
to awake from its fever, fears, its abnormal temperature of clouds-
-wars, it needs a peaceful dawn
with innocent colors of respect

cure, multiple cures, research, even better a miracle” 
a seagull says, I say
like a kiss on the horizon

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