danube and me

just now

summer wind

like a one way route

it ain't that blue

i can hear the soft breathing

i mean what i say

you say one thing, but maybe because it's too simple or too concise, he can't understand it.
it's like almost shouting: I know what I want. but he had made some kind of a review and he doesn't add new things to it, I wonder, how much truth is there, in his eyes.

childish mask

"Atunci cand tata nu mai poate fi decat tatal copilariei tale, te mai prefaci si tu ca fiind tot copil de teama pierderii afectiunii lui. Mi-e frica a o pierde, sau poate totusi- frica de a nu mai fi constanta, de a nu o mai gasi oricand, acolo, la locul stiut. Te mai prefaci un timp/ Si parca incerci sa aduni cat mai mult polen. Doare a nu te arata lui cine parca esti de fapt, dar de lipsirea ei nu stii daca ai face fata." I say.

blond sunset

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