Along the Lost Cost Quay
the cargo ships are almost drowning
while we party
in Oslo and Ghent, you dance
sparks from the floor, you dance
the delicate velvet petals
up, let them float
and return to the flower
Your shirt falls open
just enough to wish
for more, for no reason
just to experience
the lovely wonder of feeling
what I feel, myself, as if
your beauty is undressing me
Poem 1494 Amsterdam, 2017-08-08 Kyakura, the returned flower Cafés "Oslo" and "Ghent" at the Kostverlorenkade ("Lost Cost Quay") in Amsterdam Collection:The Big Secret Keyword:In love: