She let loose her wide waves of dizzy hair
and filled the air with the sharp green from the bottom of the seas.
Spring came that day, in the afternoon, before sunset,
descending from the heights of her Greek contour,
White like the buds,
white like the walls of  timeless buildings,
white like the color of the calmness she puts on top of things,
lingering everywhere like the surreal color of her skin.
M.
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