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Hearts over the Rainbow – Love texts

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Marius Surleac

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Marius Surleac

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2 ianuarie 2009Poezie

I run over the seas and dive in the skylines burnt by the fires of hell the night that will come with all its whispers will embrace us I find myself on pathways the dance taking shape in my...

Flashes

Marius Surleac

Discutat

8 decembrie 2008Poezie

today dig under me with your bare hands until you’ll pass the ribs you’ll lose half of your soul the blood will spread over the knees and within hair, emotions will be...

My shapeless sweetheart

Marius Surleac

16 noiembrie 2008Poezie

Through your thighs the Tour Eiffel, l\'Arc de Triomphe can be seen and the vicious crowd that trample each other as to the sky – thus, living on big foot, alongside you I can visit the...

Fly away soul

Marius Surleac

5 noiembrie 2008Jurnal

The single spot surrounding and filling us all is the omniscient presence that takes us far away to the fairylands, through blue skies, where there are no borders, no wars – but peace floating...

Quatrain 3

Marius Surleac

5 octombrie 2008Poezie

falling star on the sky brings two hands together; an angel starts to fly toward the great Aether

Quatrain 2

Marius Surleac

4 octombrie 2008Poezie

I bite with strong desire the apple that you brought my heart feels now its fire my soul is left to rot

Do you?

Marius Surleac

25 septembrie 2008Poezie

do you think I’ll keep my mouth shut when you let me no possibilities to express my nasty personality? when I look beyond my shoulder I see only darkness and bleeding wounds on the dried hearts,...

under moonlight, the sound of the waves

Marius Surleac

23 septembrie 2008Poezie

my days had leaked under my knees, where the waves had wiped out every second that you forgot in the sight’s infinite – when leaving you left me nothing but a wreath of dry leaves in the...

Dodoitsu 1

Marius Surleac

20 iulie 2008Poezie

The words I wrote on the sky with stars instead of blue ink - signs of my heart\'s vibrations on top of this soul

My bare sleepy eyes

Marius Surleac

10 iulie 2008Poezie

Ice flowers’ burning existence in their journey to death reached under the smoothness of your bare footsteps and sudden got melt Pine tree arrows’ tremendously flight on top of your...

Muse

Marius Surleac

26 mai 2008Poezie

Throwing the smooth clothes, burning the heart that remained without silence in solid echoes, she came from nowhere, from black and white, now and never Her bosoms I touched became one with the...

Spring’s beautiful virus

Marius Surleac

20 mai 2008Poezie

flowers caught by the eye – sun scatters his arrows in the heart of trees; and leave in my body, a forceful disease

Haiku 14

Marius Surleac

17 mai 2008Poezie

deep down underneath - a seahorse is the servant for his tiny ones

Bourbon Street

Marius Surleac

3 mai 2008Poezie

Only the noise of my steps, falling in the mist of the night, shy under the petals of the Universe Moon is the female hunting the lions in a desert of peace Fingers stealing the notes from a...

Than-Bauk 3

Marius Surleac

29 aprilie 2008Poezie

Wind blushes cheeks, lost smile keeps the old whisks frozen Her face amazed by the dazed eye. Confused beliefs found in the night; cross my sight … the last fight invoked by the warmed...

Nude in the dusk

Marius Surleac

9 aprilie 2008Poezie

I start under terrestrial pleasure scent and I sleep at the spring from inside a thought I search you under rupestre petal, through angels\' feathers flowing down to the Earth I pass, waiting...

Facts

Marius Surleac

24 martie 2008Poezie

I\'ve opened the window to spot the sunrise and I saw you I\'ve bent myself to feel the nature and I discerned your silhouette Then I\'ve opened the door to look for my joy and I found you I\'ve...

Love through the glass roof

Marius Surleac

19 martie 2008Poezie

I march with my naked eyes on your glass body – not to bump into your skin but to feel your crystal spirit I see your soul inside like a mummy, hiding under the files of the air that we both...

She got me…

Marius Surleac

7 martie 2008Poezie

Falling apart I could see her … drained on the broken glass! I took a closer look and she, multiplied, was stabbed in my back – I could see her walking, eating and sleeping … in the same...

Footprints...

Marius Surleac

27 februarie 2008Poezie

Poetry is the punch in the keys and must be felt by the hearth and slashed by the brain Is the leaf that falls from the tree but never reaches the ground Poetry means war in a smear drawn by...