Spring of my life – Poems by Claudia Bota / Translation by Willy Maveli

 

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Poems by Claudia Bota

 

 

Spring of my life

 

In the spring of my life

On the field full of poppies,

I rezăm your body head

Floating in the abysmal labyrinth Symphony,

Inner voice leave hourly

Taking the love we click,

Melted in a second world-will,

No shred of doubt

Just Me and You are,

The infinite moment that pours

Your light, my light,

No pain and sighs,

A breeze spoiling your hair

And you’re my goddess forever,

What leavened word

I will always watchful,

My breath now hangs

Of your body.

 

Translation  by Willy Maveli

 

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