Your White Face With The Red Lips

Where are you ?
Early morning sounds
Of the city
Somewhere off the other tracks
I realize
the smells of modernity
the dreamy words
Connecting industry

with my poetry
Your white face with the red lips
I was recalling your beauty
In the uniform

(Paul Fiction)

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