Treasure Island

Marieta Maglas

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

Canephor with a basket


Your voice is a
Canephor with a basket for songs
Coming towards me like a blue dream.
Delicate but strong,
My silence beats your ears,
Leaving a trace of love
Like a fog carved in the air
Or unlike a name carved in an oak tree.
My silence and your voice
Weave new vibrations.
It's like an embrace.
Whatever I'm touch'd from,
It clutches my mind.

Dedicated to the singer Bryan Adams.

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Submitted: Friday, September 02, 2011
Edited: Friday, September 02, 2011
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