My darling, all these words are just deep sigh
a shivering breath on my lips
in the abyss black of deceptive interior
all my thoughts are scattered
like crystal glasses in rotten intestines
of the broken showcase
I’d love you my darling to enter into my dream
that our fire burns like a bonfire
so, you can shine like a day in my nights
– I know!
all happenings,
all beings
and all things
make a spellbound circle
everything
has
its own
biginning
and
its own
end
the sun raises in the east
and sleeps in the west
day
by
day
rushes
time runs
time flows
as a river pours
today what it was
tommorow is already not
all burns out,
all meaning fades
all loses indication…
even the rock
into ashes turns
…only your hand is so gentle,
your look is so impetuous…
– I love you, darling !
and I’m in fear
Vinko Kalinic
From the colection:
“The scream of my day”
(Translated into English
Darko Kotevski, Melbourne, Australia)
