Poezie

When time was sleeping

1 min lectură·21 ianuarie 2004

Mediu

It`s late,

I`m still waiting for you with the light on,

My hand rests on your idea

and the eyes are closed over the sandals.

It was overturn horizontally

above the steaming tea.

I wasn`t turning it among calamities anymore,

I was keeping it frozen in my eyes.

It`s late,

I`m still waiting for you

with the first smile ever born,

my mind undressed the shadows

on the pillow of dead moments.

My heart is put on the night stand

listening callings and straying

It learns the horizontal sandals

among blue particles of...

I overturned it once upon a time

hoping i`ll stop the cigar from burning

in the yeast dough of reality.

But the sandals was still flowing horizontal,

while waiting.

It`s late,

I`m still waiting for you pouring my veins

in the body of the dreams to come.

The hand slowly touches your idea

The eyes blink over the sandals

shadows still come while getting dark

time flows vertically

I shall put my heart back in its place

and I`ll let her standing the silence

and your absence.

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Ioana Camelia Sîrbu. “When time was sleeping.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/ioana-camelia-sirbu/poezie/61004/when-time-was-sleeping

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