This beginning of September.
Hot!
around me that takes me,
that keeps me on the moral, stretches the nerves and makes me look further. This
September
that excites me that knocks me out, let me
ground unarmed stuns me with its scent.
this picture comes from far undefined
this sense of abandonment that makes me feel alive.
I love this strange time,
love these slow days,
love this gentle breeze,
that I love without love.
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