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I tied a knot of my dreams around the fingers and let them await the rising sun, but morning deceived me while I was sleeping and took them away. I saw you in a dream and you gave me a kiss. I haven’t seen your lips but the room was fulfilled with the scent of rain that you wear on your soles.

bitter silence
instead of curtains
a morning frost

Linked to Carpe Diem #1089 Divertimento in D minor, Op. 3, no. 3 by Anna Bon di Venezia