Rumination

No more…
proclamation for
a key salvation…
with gravitational truths
and hypodermic memories,
measured against
a polystyrene
heaven…

No more…
inner conflicts
under a solar eclipse,
orbiting inside my eyes…
Outside-inside Me,
rippling rhythms
write a new stanza
of Rebirth!…

No more…
clandestine voices
lost in the paths
of Mundanity,
in this delirious tangibility,
with alternative endings
of a Babylonian Love saga…

(Anca Mihaela – 12th September 2014)

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Reflective Speculations

Your eyelids lapse through my soul,
lashes explode in splashes
penciling the edges of my body!…

Long time ago…
you buried me in achromatic springs,
with smiles dismissed from heartaches.

My shoulders are chiseled
by your prayers…
… and the winter forgot
to reclaim its throne!…

I just count the seconds
touched by your liquefied syllables!

(Anca Mihaela – 30th January 2015)

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Ethereal Awareness

In this timeless ethereality
where silences build
converted assonances
and gravitational elapses,
I breath your unspoken space
within my pollinated reflections…

Petalled essences of your insights
swing the Eternity
on the edge of my second…

Echoed Time graciously bleeds rainbows
of your pixelated soul!

Intoxicated violets hide
in the sweetness of our kiss!…

(Anca Mihaela – 1st February 2015)

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I Feel You!

I feel you in everything…
in the glorious nights inside your incandescent eyes
where butterflies knit my dreams and compass my heartbeats.

I feel you in everything…
while resting your sigh in the corner of a letter
and the blue grass kneels at the border between dream and spring.

I feel you in everything…
in the rhythmical sunsets of your absences and prologues,
within your unspoken words turned into sleepless stones.

I feel you in everything…
when I conjugate your breath with my acoustic verses,
in the silence of your footsteps, on the tip of my eyes.

I feel you in everything…
when I swallow the octave of your presence,
a fluorescent beauty rustling in theatrical infuses.

I feel you in everything…
in all scarlet concentric moments of the past,
in the euphoric tempo of samsaric and philharmonic sensations.

I feel you in everything…
in all your silent similarities and rippled reflections,
when your thoughts are juxtaposed with the pattern of my breathing.

I feel you in everything…
when your restlessness rotates inside my lyrical veins
and I wonder behind my face highlighting your insights.

I feel you in everything…
during all echoless autumns and multiplied mornings,
when you come to resurrect me from my own lasting winter.

I feel you in everything…
when I write this letter now and seal it with a kiss!
Mon chéri! It has been grown inside my heart!…

(Anca Mihaela – 12th February 2015)

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Transcendental Deliberation

I left you there!…
Between semicolons and dashes,
lost inside the days of future past,
stuck in your grammatical mentality
and lyrical augmentations…

Even when you raised your punctuation
you could not decipher my heart’s alphabet…
Your comma kept jumping over my sentence,
my feelings now, are ended in exclamation marks!…

Still…
you can find my Eternity
inside your midnight hour
with hidden notes beneath your skin
and my symmetrical soul
with its scarlet connotations.

I AM the curator of Hearts
and the alchemist of LOVE!

Your punctuation below,
my quotation above!…

(Anca Mihaela – 9th March 2015)

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