Forgery’ s the lilac’s smell in the night, How can it imitate perfectly your smell, my dear? Forgery’s the soft grass, but it s all right, The quiver of your every single hair I hear.
Forgery’s the vein on the leaves, The vein on your lash he admired,I guess, girl, Forgery’s the shining blue that the sky breathes, Your two eyes are the priceless original.
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Is forgery the armour that protects your heart? or Is forgery the food that nourishes your mind?
— Maj
Is forgery the armour that protects your heart?
or Is forgery the food that nourishes your mind?
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Maj, it's just a poem. And poetry means joyful games... something we can murmur to someone laying in the grass, watching the deepazzurro sky, stroking a bigbigbig red apple... After. Or before. Or instead....of going back to our afternoon classes.