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BELOVED                                                                        WOMAN OF THE EARTH



                                                                                                        When you come trembling                                                        I'm the woman of the earth
                                                                                                        While you're approaching me with a nightingale smile                           And the angry rain over man's gardens,
                                                                                                        Due to fear of the lightning from the heights,                                 I am the voice of fire in the broken forest,
                                                                                                        When you're stepping in my dreams on your knees,                               The sacrifice of the lambs drain
                                                                                                        When you're begging and pleading,                                              Among the tormentors fingers, the grass sleeping untold
                                                                                                        While my indifference is broken towards the walls,                             In the arms of the brier,
                                                                                                        When your illusion is gone,                                                    To multiply faster.
                                                                                                        When your joy is cast away,
                                                                                                        When it has been given to you                                                  My body is trapped like a dream
                                                                                                        The life of the one who will be no more,                                       Between heaven and dust...
                                                                                                        Then… you are walking on the other pathway,                                    And autumn is coming!
                                                                                                        Alone… the other one remains just here…                                        Are you going to sleep with me in her leaves?


                                                                                                                                                                                       @Liliana Liciu, Romania
                                                                                                        @Trandafir Sîmpetru, Romania





























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