The socket (Arcada) - Marin Sorescu

Today I saw an eye
that loved me.
I could see he’d have brought me in
under his eyebrow.

But a cloud came
and the eye closed,
or got scared
and ran into your face
next to the other eye,
near the forehead and near the mouth
that don't love me.

Added by: vasysm

Translator: Vasile Andreica
Language: English


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