Artichokes like Comets
When I close my eyes, sitting in
The same old chair, I can see the water,
And the sails.
Mountains to one side, and a clear
Sky, only a few clouds, and the wind
Pushing us forward.
The sailboat moves smoothly,
But you still hold on to my arm,
Just in case, you say and smile.
For an instant I’m there,
Surrounded by the immensity of the
Ocean, and you by my side.
I feel my chair almost moving,
And I don’t want to open my eyes,
Wondering if in the next room
You remember it too.
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