to a love-transplanted day
with palms worn out by Eve’s smile
I knee inside my mother’s womb
rain shall I be
DESIRE
Ever calling for me your arms are
your eyes
SYMPHONIE
Violins are crying on my heart
I open myself – a book with an awaiting heart
just like the angel
(Versiunea în limba engleza: Anca DASCALU)
PASSION
I abandon myself along today’s cheek
stepping on myself
with soles chapped with road’s desire
- never sipped in by my passing days -
as a fall’s fingers-yellowed leaf
the earth
bows within your eyes – a dew-kissed flower –
then it blinks like the day
on your love-whispering lips
your breasts wait for me to appear near them
an always thirsty lip
your thighs
a longing song
twisted amongst life’s fingers
to my heart
- an open path -
calls for me
transplanted themselves inside me
buds breathing kisses
your smile burns me on the days to be
stamp and stigma
yearning and amazement to me
your lips hold me with forgetting myself
I am the core of your day
your life I am
now
for you
I am dying away from this world
spreading themselves
like the virgin’s locks over the first kiss
their bodies burn
consuming themselves
scattering about
spring snow
the grass is out of the world
intertwining with the bow’s body
and the music enters
my alleys
I accompany myself beyond the earth
