The Divine Kiss...

You were watching me with those emerald eyes,

Carving on my lips touched by the

Sun in the symphony of words

What is scaled over the rivers of light-enticing flavor.

I'm only asking the second of the autumnal dream,

What penetrates my naked being,

The divine kiss flying in nights, naughty,

Sipping time like a flower younger.

Wings I'd have to break into your soul,

Let me be the song and  the stars and the moon,

And at dawn to give you a thread

of unwritten love, even the rain-tide.

A rain of kisses poured in moments,

I get drunk with sweet cinnamon flavours,

On a November day that gives me wings,

To the starry skies, being your Anişoara.

Ana Maria Niculescu