Drinking coffee, and thinking

I remember
the sorrowful birch,
and the tears
of the camphor trees.
The wind, water
and time gone by.
So much energy
under the sky.
And as the mountain
birds fluttered,
burning hot summer.
Your body,
dressed in blue
and fastened to my soul.
Gives once again,
such deep longings –
stained with your love.

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