by Ana Blandiana
we each carry only one love in us
but mine is for you and yours... for another.
and fire consumes both of us
but i burn for you and you... for another
i wait for a word, you wait for a word
but me from you and you... from another.
i see in your sleep your face ravishing
but you in your dream still see the other...
and what still remains when destiny knows just
to part us?
don't you have pity? we just live to love, although you another
but i still... you!
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