LET’S GIVE TIME

You... me... both of us and two cups of coffee, a sweet, red wine and a scented Yankee candle, our eyes are whispering to each other, as sweet toffee love can no longer be delayed, but handled. In...

LIE TO ME NICELY!

Somewhere around here, I learned to speak through silence. Probably when our hearts loved each other truly. Just heartbeats in the eyes, teasing and sweet replies, in the yard of my soul now a tear started to...

IN THE WILDERNESS OF THE NIGHT

I'm going to meet with the yesteryear woman, to give her a sweet, scented lily kind of smile. I'm going to give her a hug and tell her it'll be okay, in the yesterday's threshold, in her...

MYSTERY HIDDEN IN OUR PALMS

You could have been my metaphor, a verse on my heaven, written with capital letters, to be my step in my slow walk, not in my curse but on my journey on paradise's feathers. You could have been...

WHEN THE TIME COMES

When the time will come for you to miss me, I will be long gone, baby, you know... as a note on the stave, but without any sound, I will be hidden in a beautiful rainbow. The wind...

DISAPPEARING FROM THE NEST OF SORROW

- Hello! ... It's me! How are you? How are you doing? Do you think about me at night, when you sleep? Are you listening to our favorite music while pursuing To remember our sweet moments you...

PROMISE YOURSELF

Dear Heart, I can hear your silence, I feel it screaming, without any defense, poisoned by wounds and smoke, dressed up only with pain and numbness, as a stroke, without an umbrella, in the summer rain weeping. You...

PLEASE DON’T ASK ME TODAY

Please don't ask me today to love you in mystery, to stop in front of the thick wall of silence. Let my soul get rid of fear and feel the victory, for only you can extinguish it...

POOR, POOR, PITIFUL ME

Poor, poor, pitiful me no place to hide from destiny. I try to keep my fingers crossed against all odds, out in the frost. Operation: death postponed, feared my visions that I owned. Hold me tighter in the rain, so I...

A SUMMER IN LETHARGY (translation of the Romanian poem „O vară în letargie”)

I'm cold. Even if it's summer and the Sun is out, even if the orchard's trees are full of life. Their sprinkled shadows are impressive, majestic over the mowed grass on the affectionate field. They are waiting patiently for...

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