Not The End, a poem by Magdalena Podobińska at

Not The End

Not The End

written by: Magdalena Podobińska


this love
hasn’t been danced yet
but in dreams

our hands touched
on the slippery roof of the world

now I can smell the scent of juniper
I can smell the scent of longing

we’re in a black and white movie
and let it be
we’ll always have this Paris
won’t we?

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