One day, when we first saw each other –
I knew you would become my lover.
You did confess – when I touched your skin,
I’ve made your world quicker to spin.
Your smell, your curls both drove me mad,
I want to seize you in my bed.
But you behaved like you were queen
Of gracious beauty, never seen.
You’ve sent me glances of a feline
With sparks from eyes of deadly shine.
Am I the prey? That is the question.
Or we just bumped at the intersection?
23.11.2022
A crystal goblet filled with wine,
A pure-blooded from the shrine,
Takes my mind far, far away,
Where there is life without pain.
That realm is filled with pure love –
The warmth of the fire from the stove.
Where you still can steal a kiss.
And there’s nothing else but bliss.
When I empty my first grail,
You appear under a veil.
A Grand diva, a true queen.
Of which all men are worshiping.
The second time when I escape
To the outer world which I create.
A glass of white cold wine, as ice,
In my honor, I will rise.
Virgine lady, as from cyst,
Emerges amidst the mist.
And with her unsure glance,
Leaves me frozen in a stance.
I don’t want the drizzle gone
Of my dirty thoughts. I’m done.
I close my eyes and stop my gaze.
Lady vanishes in the haze.
The third time of escapade
To the sea of wine evade.
A full chalice of Vermouth red,
Urges me straight to her bed.
She appears in the hat.
The only clothing is just that.
I have no clue what is the scope,
She changes my tie to a leather rope.
The wine is good and the goodness is wine,
Which grinds our destiny divine.
I don’t think the wine’s to blame,
Cause that liquor is your name.
20.11.2022
Let’s take off our wedding rings,
Drowning the moment in the sin.
The run of time no more exists –
Vanished in the moonlight mist.
We’ll swap our fluids in the bed,
Soaked in the light of the stars.
From the world’s rush, we barely fled,
Caring for each other’s scars.
In the full moon without powers
We’ll moan until the morning hours.
Exploring paths of our flesh,
Pierced by arrows, born afresh.
2022
El se temea să scuture copacul
Ca să ajungă fructul cel dorit.
Pentru că dacă va cădea, săracul –
Se va izbi teribil de pământ.
Ce-o să fie oare, când sleiți de forțe,
Vom cădea pe perne – arse două torțe?
Vom dormi-mpreună dup-acea furtună,
‘Nfipți unul în altul, primind băi de lună?
Vei zâmbi ca pruncul după-o ciocolată,
Ori vei face nazuri că mai vrei odată?
O s-asculți cuminte inima-mi în piept?
Îmi vei spune basme pe care să le cred?
Vei trece cu mâna de la frunte-n vale,
Rătăcind prin riduri ce-ți apar în cale?
Pune vei tu capul, ciufulit de crețe
Peste al meu piept, cu mare tandrețe?
Ori vei râde tainic într-un colț de gură:
– Dintre noi nu este nici o legătură.
Ce a fost rămâne doar o întâmplare.
Tu ai o potecă, eu – altă cărare.
Spune-vei că totul fost-a o greșeală.
Că va trece dorul precum o răceală.
Și vei trage haina peste tine-n grabă.
Se vor pierde pașii-n ceața din ogradă.
19.10.2021
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