to Olivera Kjorveziroska
Finally, you kissed me
and just like these rains and thunders,
just like these winds,
you chained me to yourself,
and even the Lord himself
can not prevent now
what already happened between us.
But, where are you?
Without knowing,
you settled two silences
around me: a smaller one,
where I dream of you,
where I wait for you,
and a bigger one
where I disappear.
And even the Lord himself
can not prevent now
your forgetfulness and my departure.