Of moments
Do you remember the snow-bound nights
when the flakes wandered the skies
like shallow doves
and you seemed, just like them,
overwhelmed with dreams?
My eye's darkness gazed upon you
from its two black circles
stranded in the snow of the flesh.
Do you remember the white nights
when the gloom slept in sleet
and I rested, just like it, in your thoughts?
Our legs and arms reached to our hearts
chasing on the vastitude of a mattress
the fluff and the innocence we have forgotten.
Do you remember the night
when I swallowed the stars
and myriads of angels
were washed out on your livid breasts?
poem by Ionuț Popa (13 September 2008)
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