Mulberry Trees
It has happened years ago.
Maybe yesterday’s tomorrow.
It was long forgotten time.
As a convict on furlough,
I felt innocent of crime.
Childish memories uproar,
Kiss I answered to try.
I was very stupid there.
I was permanently shy.
Blackish blue or white in color
sweetest fruit I ever ate.
Stains on town streets in summer.
Trace of incidental deaths.
I was yearning for the glory,
galloping through stormy days,
fighting legends in the stories,
finding something to embrace.
Skies above and dreamy clouds.
How beautiful was night...
And I do remember sound
of my lost forever chance.
Yes, I tried to put together
splendid lace of easy words
English poets were treasure.
I adored the eyes of yours....
As a measure of forgiveness,
near me in phantom space
peacock feathers flew around,
wedding ceremony grace.
It was night when stars fell down
into ocean that was brown
I was looking at your face.
I adored your eyes for years.
And I still remember morning,
sun was awful and grey.
I made sandwich, cup of coffee
and without any worries
boarded long awaited train.
Mulberry Trees, you’re to stay.
4/2018
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