You sadly described with your song my entire depth,
You filled with your voice my evening like the clearest water.
Only a woman so smooth and sophisticated
Can be and can fall like a river on my heart broken.
I know nothing better than this marvelous experience,
Except maybe when water transforms itself to wine —
Majestic and neat, chaste and elegant, simply serious,
Or a poem is born after trying the whole night at dawn.
Let embarrassment now replace my calmness and nothingness,
Today I’m protected, and the shadow of mine — especially,
And it doesn’t for sure
Have such a silly willingness
As passing by such inspiring creatures endlessly.
Such things are unlikely to happen by simple accident:
You are music and magic, you are art, and you are a word,
Like you being a mirror in front of a bare myself,
Feel like I would understand if you had been even dumb.
One day, as an award, we’ll get a withdrawal syndrome,
It is not fashionable to discuss such a side of love.
And while… good night,
My-beautiful-now-familiar,
Hope tomorrow again to each other the way we’ll find.
05/11/22
Colmar
For Sola
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