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| a shilling for a dream |
meander to the little cinema
and from its tiny yellow kiosk
they buy a dream and tickets
for a shilling
and their tomorrow's half-whispered
II.
her white ribbons and her scent
the modesty of her startled dawn
her silver cross and bracelets
mimosa blossom and yellow sands
cyclamens and a sun-drenched valley
cerulean seas and the smell of brine
“you” she whispers in the moment
of her timid sunrise, beyond the words
of pious priests and sombre masters
A nostalgic poem reminiscent of young, platonic love with "clandestine smiles and glances"! Gentle colourful words, fascinating imagery of "sun drenched valley" full of "cyclamens and mimosa blossom". The alliteration of "s'and ''l"sounds" create a soothing atmosphere! well done!
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