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miercuri, 16 martie 2011

Dear blue tree



I'd like to find a way
To color you green
And brown and white
And healthy again

As I remember you
Long time ago.
I would try to stik
The thin leaf of me

On your old scar,
Right and tight,
Strengthen the bark,
Stopping night fight.

Healing your fear,
Make grief desappear.
So, hidden in stings
I'm waiting for springs.


joi, 10 martie 2011

Shhhh


It hurts.
I whisper it
As load as I can,
But nobody hear.

Hey, look!
This snake
Has been so bad
With me!

Let it be,
It opens in your pain,
In your body,
In your mind,

Little by little,
The door
For Me
To came in.



miercuri, 2 martie 2011

Beautiful couple

Hug your pain,
Hug and dance.

Do not crush it,
It's romance...

If it hurts,
You got the sense.

If it sings,
It's your chance.