A gentle whisper...... It sounds only in the ear, without a loud publicity by
a magic spell, awakening the flow of rivers..... The
oxygen stream freezes on breathing from caresses,
Eyes freeze behind the curtains of a quivering eyelid.....


Lips are torn to fall to the altar at the foot of the neck,
fingers are torn to accept, hugging each other as a gift ...
Wet snakes are spreading over broad shoulders,
the sweet heat is spreading on the bends of the back......


Life under the skin trembles, and trembles under the tears of eyelashes, the
walker runs, breaths, exhales a lost count.....
There is a tangible sound---the heart beats an agitated bird,
and the soul makes to heaven a free flight.....