THE SHIRT
(Constantin VACIU)
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without tears, crying is just longing
you kick my shirt and wear it lightly
on your shoulders you feel how I kiss you
only whispers are hidden in the hair
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without words desire is just thought
you kick my shirt and wear it with a smile
you close a button and you’re ready
you catch me with your palms under it
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without a step love is just a dance
you kick my shirt and waltz it
we spin deep in the flowers
and your eyes gently kiss…
Translation: Camelia Vlăsceanu
Publicat azi 21 aprilie, 2024, de Camelia Vlăsceanu corespondent international al PenCraft