Himself

This revved up glance…
These flushing lips…
This heart-rending voice…
These alarming words…
This flittering soul…
Alight.
My great lover!
The greatest now.
For you – my worlds,
for you – my words, –
about the eternity,
the infinity,
my wingless angel –
my favorite wonder.
The rain should be stopped.
You rightly noticed:
I am the madwomen.
The despair of situation
leads me to being –
                withdrawn,
                mentally disturbed.
You fulfill my essence.
These scarlet lips,
which call for tenderness…
This anthracite glance…
Blindly I’m following you;
my unchecked wishes
always catch you.
Are you tired
of my ravings?..
This inspiring voice…
The lack of you
is certain death.
Don’t sigh so drearily…
I’m sweet on you.
What do you think about my
inflammability?..
Dissolve me in yourself.
I’m lost in thoughts.


                3 дек. 2009,
                г.Симф.