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in the spatial pub of a dream,
your time reserved the table, — music;

the crystalline gestures of us
are orchestrating the main menu;

we taste a smile, but dessert winks at us,
pushing the moment into a yum ambiance;

we're admired by a hug and a kiss
which do pirouettes on poetry's floor

(...in the spatial pub of a dream)

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