I feel your shivers nestling inside me,
I feel the trace of your embrace, I want to cry
In the midst of old dreams, I wonder
And I don't wonder, I run, and I don't run,
Why are you coming to me, why, appearance?
Your breath touches my living hand
My shy breath clings to your whisper,
Sitting at the table, asleep to the mystery
You love, and your love loves the white paper
That comes to your mind like a blink.
We meet în the same thought, on the same line,
On the same letter, the eager thought urges
Dance, go inside her, invite her to dance,
We embrace in the same word, in oblivion
You invite me to admire you, I want to love you.
I'm in a hurry, your words caress me familiarly,
You were so close to me, gentle wind,
I wonder why I haven't seen you then,
When I was beside you, right across the river
Serene view, I see you rising in me, I wonder,
Are you a poetic fantasy of yesterday or today?
Are you waking me up from the waiting dream?
For an eternity, I close my eyes and find you
On the same line, in the same word, in tumult
We dance the appearance in the same breath.