Oh, invisible tenebrions,
lit a hundred candles and prepare the dinner for two.
An ethereal night awaits our embrace.
Oh, bring your flowing strings and let the curtains of sunset dance
in my opened windows,
for only the rotating rocks on the firmament will be here at her arrival.
Then let your entity masks be removed,
for her beauty
has no form and her spirit embodies
but the whisper of a fragrance.
Pour the wine of oblivion
in the silver goblets
finally
she will come
to give me her kiss
the one I left
in the moment
of my first breath
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La insistentele unui prieten am adaugat aici si varianta in limba romana:
poemul de dragoste
voi, nevazuti tebrioni
aprindeti mii de lumanari
si pregatiti o cina pentru doi.
o noapte eterica ne asteapta imbratisarile
aduceti fluidele voastre corzi si lasati sa fluture cortinele apusului
in ferestrele mele larg deschise
ci doar pietrele rotitoare ale vazduhului vor fi aici la sosirea-i
va scoateti mastile voastre de fiinta
caci frumuseta ei
desfide forma si spiritu-i intrupeaza
doar o soapta unui parfum.
turnati vinul uitarii
in cupele-argintate:
in sfarsit
va veni ea
sa-mi dea un sarut
ea, cea pe care am parasit-o
in momentul
primei mele respiratii
COMMENTS
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Vidiana
17:04 Mar 03 2008
"for her beauty has no form" this is very lovely, everything a love poem should be.