A Cinnamon Afternoon. Adrian Tanase
have become somewhat alive,
displaying shiny patches of light
on the floors,
reminding me of the simple geometry
of squares.
my heart is at peace
in an almost timeless day
where summer decided to visit me,
all of a sudden.
30.
little spoon in my cup,
cubes of brown sugar
sweeten my soul
as I prepare my early morning
coffee.
it is now almost 7 am
and this has always been
one of my favorite
occupations;
resting silently on my kitchen chair,
looking over the window
the little spoon in my cup
is reminding me of the coldness,
of the spring’s water
in a winter
where snow has forgotten
to fall
and trees are asleep
dreaming of squirrels and the sun.
I rejoice in the warmth
of a fresh new day,
in the coziness of my home,
where little chirping birds
have just woke up in my garden
to enjoy the golden sun
in the winter’s crisp sky.
31.
in this sun-kissed afternoon
my cold wooden floors
and the white drapes in the wind
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