Last Dawn Poem by Octavio Paz
Last Dawn
Your hair is lost in the forest,
your feet touching mine.
Asleep you are bigger than the night,
but your dream fits within this room.
How much we are who are so little!
Outside a taxi passes
with its load of ghosts.
The river that runs by
is always
running back.
Will tomorrow be another day?
Your hair is lost in the forest the poem starts and words of flow in such beauty and it is great.
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Outside a taxi passes with its load of ghosts. The river that runs by is always running back. it's great wrote great 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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1/26/2025 11:10:21 PM # 1.0.0
A poem of deep imaginations and thoughts. Nice.