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Ship your love

Ship your love, my love, And back You’ll get The star of stars The rose of roses The dream of dreams The life of lives You have coveted for us. The shadow of a shadow being loved To the moon and back.

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Love is the fifth season

Love is the fifth season. It starts in March With shines of longer days, guarding the waters more. It moves along with greens and joys of May. It flourishes above the lilacs And with you I sleep Amidst lilies-of-the-valley… It

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Moonglaring

I will look to the moon till my eyes turn blue, Or I’ll see you. Can you see me in the dark? Can you put me in the light? Night is not to be embraced, But lived… Moon glaring by

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Deserts

“Men had always been the reciters of poetry in the desert.” ― Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient. …As among dunes you can only see God or who you want. To see. No assault to the imagination. No questions and whispers

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Drag

You drag my world around yours In a whirlpool of smiles and shadows. Your tenderness leaves trails like Cassiopeia and puts my passion Into the stars for you to see. It keeps my words fresh And my heart Yours… Smiling

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Hurt

So many have hurt me Out of love. And I have worn the scars As triumphs Over my weaknesses. Now I see your love On my lips, Into the changing colour Of my eyes. Your tentacles are invisible And caressing As

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Girl and butterflies

Some say I have butterflies Dancing in my head, Green when winter’s away, Red when trusting a dream, Blue in hazy clearings, Opening my paths To you To me To him… My yellow butterflies are polished silver Glowing of ideas,

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Fata cu fluturi

Unii ar zice că am fluturi în cap Verzi când iarna-i departe Roșii când mă sprijin de un vis. Albaștri în aburi de poieni limpezi Care-mi deschid drumuri… Spre tine Spre mine Spre el… Fluturii mei galbeni Sunt de fapt

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What is Love?

I know nothing of love, only that it is green. My love is painted upon the love of another. Love is not a polished thing, but polishing your world with dreams is Love. Love means spreading her paths with flowers. “If I had a flower

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Old and New

It was a strange and eerie time. Difficult. I don’t look back. I don’t like the times when we are compelled, at least by convention, to create our invisible boundaries: New Years… There is nothing to see. Or Do. Just

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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