Corfu

Corfu: catching corners
of poolside conversations,
sipping vodka like water.
Half-hourly continental flights
dragonfly the night,
over citrus hills,
descending from
constellation of Cassiopeia.

From behind the curtains
on the balcony, I hear you
breathing in the darkness,
imagining delicate curves –
somewhere on a map
where each night
I would come home to you.

Patrik Gryst

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