The spice of our love
Every meeting leaves an aftertaste -\nIts echo... impression... motive...\nits invisible magic...\nmultiplied on imagination... \nan illusion...\nthe fragile fragments,\nmelodies and fusion...\nLike a trail of the air behind you\nTouches... words...\nAnd coffee haze on a cloudy dawn\nMelodies of the rainy undertone \nPhenomenon of presence... \nEverything is hidden in the "after": \nbitterness... bliss... sweetness...\nJoy and sadness...\nMeetings and partings have their scent...\nThe windy elegy -\nAppearing/ reappearing in a sunset...\nBy sorting out the notes and sounds -\nThe pulse is beating faster, stronger than before\nThere is an aftertaste to words and silence\nThe "after" is the spice of our love