by Lucian Blaga - 1919
Can sense my madness when you hear
Life murmuring in me
Like an old spring
Invading in a sounding cave?
Can sense my flame when in my arms
You tremble like a drop
Of dew hugged
By the rays of light?
Can sense my love when i am watching
With sinful eyes the fault in you
And telling:
Never seen God
So great!?
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