greening up / zazielenia się…


 

 

„Green I, like on Sunday. 

My dearest, thank you for the green.
Green to me, because you just you,
a night and day I dream
and you’re my peace in the time of evil.

Feeling green, emerald,
when your hand in front of my sleep, like fruit.
Green to me, because you, just you
a night and day I dream
and you are my silence in the wrong.”

fot. A. Bober