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love in Warsaw Łazienki Park
love in Warsaw Łazienki Park i saw it many times
one can meet it at Trou Madame wandering round white tables in aromas of tea and coffee young men and their ladies
in the music of words chosen with care or ridiculed by satire
that love tastes of apple cake scrambled eggs or cheese
sometimes it stands upon the path lonely by the wooden bench staring at the leaves chattering with squirrel and nut
without grasshopper
this love has the soul of a great bard who talks to his inspiration
and words fly into space
sometimes it hides in grass
by the high school boy and girl
and their pyre of discussion and new theory burning with their first kiss
such love scents of narcissi
and sometimes scent of gorse
love in Warsaw Łazienki Park
steps in the paths proud like a peacock and looks at the world with his eye this love has many colours uncompromising
it may escape as birds in fright
to later stubbornly return
and sing in crowns of trees
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