The star of your love became
a firefly in my hand. It was
shining in that night, in which
you started to exist for
me and to make my life become
a little earthly paradise. I
realized that your star was, in
fact, a Lampyris noctiluca falling
down from a tree branch on my
palm like ''us'' from the catadromous
elver, or like the ''I'' from the
unconscious. You became the
bioluminescence in my crepuscle.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent. Very deep meaningful poem. Well penned. Thanks for sharing.