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?
is it perchance
that moment
tattoed in my mind ?
our shared dance ?
a lifetime ago ?
in jazzy-smoked ol’ johannesburg town
?
was it perchance
your smile
as gentle as the whispers of my perennial dream …
… your eyes
an ocean into whose smokey waters i yearn to drown
away from this
away from it all
far
far
away from this life
this daily
work-sleep-cage
of vacuumed lies
this
cavernous
prison
of leaden skies
breaking the shackles
casting off the burden
of carrying it all
of shouldering this world
your world
while
feeling at times
like your back is
closing in
against a blank wall.
2.
ah but enough of that talk
that talk of yesteryear
for now
i dream
i dream waking dreams
of that night
in whiskey-glazed
ol’ johannesburg town
of holding on
to that shared dance
is it that moment
that crystallised moment
is it
perchance
?
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