Bright sparks of light like glimpse of hope -
The reason why I still hold on.
Cinnamon and brown sugar -
They smell so good, so nearly vulgar.
Walking up and down the streets
Gazing at the shops with sweets,
Fertility is all around, no worries, no distress,
Got a bit jealous I confess.
But what can simple human do
While drowning in the woo
Of this great city “I love you”.
I might become your lover too,
Though my heart is occupied,
However, not by you.
But you are fighting still
To make me let you steal
Supremacy above all places I’ve been to.
Beware, I may fall for you, but you are falling for me too.
4.01.2023
Prague lover
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