Treasure Island

Marieta Maglas

(19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

**Appassionata*


The piano holds in his core
the Beethoven's 'Appassionata'.
The piano keys are virgin teeth
ripping the melody
into sounds:
Allegro Assai,
Andante con moto - attacca,
Allegro, ma non troppo,
Presto.
We eat those sounds
while making love continuously,
yes, my love,
seemingly continuously
in the river of that life
flowing in cascades.
Our feelings are sometimes orchids,
and some other time they are only
Possession and control
of something,
which epitomizes
the conflict
between both the beauty and the danger....
Suddenly,
I need to say 'I love you'
and I do not need to change the meaning of these words.


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Submitted: Thursday, June 10, 2010
Edited: Friday, August 08, 2014

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  • Pranab K Chakraborty (6/16/2010 10:26:00 PM)

    I need to say ''I love you''
    And I do not need to change the meaning. of these words.

    Yes poet, it was the same when Beethoven thought about His piano. The fingers would get another passion and shape when it kiss the loving keys. It had been reported by her favourite students.

    'Our feelings are sometimes orchids......'
    And poets want to get every wounds of it by blood like the giraffes in eating thorns.

    Beside all other dailyness or the hazards of daily dangers only love supplies us nectar to live for next day after getting dark. Well-written appassionata.

    10+++
    pranab (Report) Reply

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