The whitest sky

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The whitest sky

In all the names of names,

a table was standing

without people, or spirits.

Before I could actually love

my brightest fence of all gates,

the blinded eye should not, be given strength.

I say then, outside

the white walls in my soul,

you touched my sensitive longing

whitest lost circle.

It was, it is,

in his heart.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

September 24, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : MeisterSinger Neo Quartz styles and charmes my left pulse

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