Polaris Kiss. ®.


Polaris Kiss. ®.
English language.
Microstory.
Magical realism. Metaphysics.
Mystic.



Polaris Kiss. ®.


I finished this micro-story and the poem, and I saw the face of the beautiful Natasha through the Parisian mist. I had a date with her near the Eiffel Tower to watch the sunrise together.

Afterwards, we went to have breakfast at a joint near the Seine called Good Morning Pleasure, where the croissant was delicious with butter, coffee, and her sunrise gaze. There was a deep-sea sailor there. She said to him:

— Sir, can you marry us?

— Of course, Madam. It will be an honor...

Then we kissed, and distant lutes were sounding...


Polaris Kiss.
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I was losing my mind over you...
The time to sleep;
They were only poems of amore...
Without honor;
bad news of rascals...


An amber voice woke me up...
That flew vespertine...
Of aquamarine of beryl...
Of a kiss in the polaris...

That silences the cosmos...
Mayan Loves of illusory...
An embrace in my memory...

From when we were Angels;
From another life, from another wound...
Compassion. Loves;
Of another vibration.


Angleterre. 2026.®. Europe.2026. ®.

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