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Oh Romantics

My neighbour waves with staggered smile his lips like straight lines on paper puzzled at me for taking a photo of the tree, he has been seeing all his life White roofs glittering  my daughter is in awe her first snowy morning suddenly everything has a white sweater on New for her, dead for me Does the wine really tastes better with age? Or is it our worries on Love that have grown ? To know the blob of nothingness that ends and still to start with vibe of a romantic Dust floats, twists, swishes, drowns till it vanishes   

Salty Nights

We see each other  expecting some good news that won't come our way for a long time now. Munching silence at the dinner table Avoiding words, as they always fall flat And the silence tastes like love with the topping of hope is being together helpful? the weight of unsurity  gives sleepless nights the fear of losing it all  sends some salty gasps