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Viorel Muha Poem
menses contordes birds,
flayer in the narrow tunnels,
keyboards deads, glass, silicat, wires..,
bent the time, memory to rack one`s brain ,
himself and her ,
to penetrate end beaten the face inclined,
easy, easy in the time speed,
the time, winning, crushed, staring..,
him to await for my.
Copyright © Viorel Muha | Year Posted 2007
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Viorel Muha Poem
If I planted a tree in your garden
Will you reap the fruit stopped from it to have our heaven?
If I call you a sunset to paint it in my eyes
Did you get up every morning for me?
If I choose the most beautiful spring of my life
You put all her flowers in your arms, but from me?
If I gather an autumn from my soul and give it to you
Do you pick the fruits of love with me from it?
If I made an altar for you
Does it take them by the hand to go together until the beginning of the end?
If ...
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Copyright © Viorel Muha | Year Posted 2017
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