L as in Ljubljana (a poem)
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Ljubljana is the city of simple things,
all tiny details usually done silently...
...for example preparing Cedevita drink or watching TV;
folding socks or looking out the window...
... the city of strawberry ice-cream and sound of crispy cornet.
Letters are lifebelts
in days when clouds sleep. Put on your L, I will put on B & only then, we will survive this flood of imperfect dreams
Ljubljana, you are the city of simple things,
all tiny details done silently...
I am the home of endless words, of many poems repeated silently.
But when life and the Moon see us clearly, you and I are identical, nearly.
Being the whole to someone
and to others, nothing dearly.