Hide the wind.. Refik Martinović

 

  You are the most beautiful
  in the early evenings
  when the winds die
  and when light
  play with shadows
  on your face.

  You are the most beautiful
  when they are at rest
  and do not sing sad sonatas
  they are already hiding
  in the sunsets
  in the red twilight
  who escort the birds
  which are like silhouettes
  bathing in waves
  red sky
  on its rapids
  of my chaste looks.

  You are the most beautiful
  when you are silent in silence
  from which they emerge
  your smiles that are
  fluttering in whispers
  your steps
  like that day
  when I you
  first met
  in the linden scent of my street
  when my heart
  pulsed in your deer walks.

  When night falls
  I will take refuge in the lamps
  at the bottom of our alley
  to watch you
  and I inhale the smells of asphalt after the rain
  to caress your curls of blue
  in which the innocent sparks of my love breathe
  which flutter
  in reddish-red
  the last rays of the sun
  which disappear
  where I disappear too
  swallowing thirsty distances.

  I'd love to tonight
  to share sins until dawn
  even though I'm with you
  I am forever alone
  because when the night
  bring the morning closer
  you are leaving sleep
  and my nightmares begin.