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Arhiva pentru iunie, 2006

 

LA MARGINEA ALBEI VERI / AT THE EDGE OF THE WHITE SUMMER

de (30-6-2006)

LA MARGINEA ALBEI VERI

Ca un voal de saruturi mangaietoare
vocea ta mi-a-nvaluit iarasi sufletul
un vis de dimineata, primavara tarzie

Erai din nou calauza mea
artistul meu stralucitor, plin de gratie
iubiti invizibili
Eu – sculptura ta
te dojeneam pentru absenta
dorindu-ti poemele
Vorbeai, vorbeai ca niciodata,
cuvintele curgeau – pura tamaduire

Treaza – dorindu-te din nou,
aceeasi tortura placuta fara de sfarsit,
atat de familiara, atat de monumentala;
daca macar mi-as aminti ce-mi spuneai,
daca macar as mai ramane in caldura ta,
acea dorinta fara de moarte inca este cu mine

incep sa inteleg ca ai devenit
o parte din mine pe veci

ma-ntorc spre somn
doar ca sa te visez din nou si din nou,
doar pentru a intelege mai mult

19 Iunie 2006, SUA

AT THE EDGE OF THE WHITE SUMMER

Like a veil of caressing kisses
your voice wrapped my soul again
a morning dream, late spring

You were my guide again,
my shining artist filled with grace
invisible lovers
I – your sculpture
scolding you for your absence,
longing for your poems
You talked, and talked like never before,
words pouring – pure healing

Awake – yearning for you again
the same pleasant torture, never ending,
so familiar, so monumental
If I could only remember all you were telling me
If I could only remain within that flow, your warmth,
that undying desire still staying with me

I am beginning to understand
you became a part of me forever

I return to sleep only
to dream of you again, and again
just that I would understand more

June 19, 2006, USA

 
 
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