Love of the soul

Let me fill that magnificent bowl
And please drink only three drops, Enough?
Our love is the love of the soul,
This is not just some rude body love
.
When you wrote and just said:
“I'll be happy
if you come for a wine, just a drink”,
I was curious, glad
And kid-napping
Finished quickly in bathroom, I think
.
This love story were started in Brussels
And continued in Geneva.
Can’t forget every morning with waffle...
Who, d’u think, to each other we are?

Denis Tokarev, Thailand, Phuket, Kathu, 27.01.2020, 11:28


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