We Were Glued To Each Other Poem by Liza Sud

We were glued to each other
For 7 November days.
The white substance from your eyes
Has flowed into me as a thread.

Soft light quickly immersing
Inside me from back, all around.
You had right to do so
Because we were husband and wife.

I don’t like human beings
I mean it’s too closed – this world.
And you can’t see the meaning
Of true love until you meet God!

I was frightened and happy,
The moon was so low and full.
An old woman was asking the time –
I shrunk back, almost swooned.

I have come to the shrine,
Of the singing could get not a word.
And they named you “our father”
And the second Father was – Lord.