Rapture

Carol Ann Duffy-Rapture.. Pe ea am descoperit-o intr-o biblioteca. Si-mi place cum scrie.

You

Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head,
so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, hard, woke with your name
like tears, soft, salt,on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables
like a charm , like a spell.
Falling in love is glamorous hell; the crouched , parched heart
like a tiger ready to kill; a flame`s fierce licks under the skin.
Into my life, larger than life, beautiful , you strolled in.

If i was dead


If i was dead, and my bones adrift
like droped oars in the deep, turning earth,
Or drowned, and my skull a listening shell
on the dark ocean bed.

If i was dead, and my heart soft mulch
For a red, red rose;
Or burned, and my body a fistful of grift, thrown in the face of the wind,
Like Lazarus ; hungry for this,
And this, and this,
Your loving kiss.


''That`s the wise ; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture''

Robert Browning