Your white face with the red lips

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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