L as in Ljubljana (a poem)

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.