Elena Storozhok, Nicolae Grati
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ECHOES
15. aprīlisGibellina, Italy
Between walls that breathe
Your shadow calls mine,
faint, distant,
Like an echo that knows how to return.I search for you in the silences of stone,
in the wide-open skies,
in the light pattern that light
Writes on your skin.And in the instant you brush against my face,
I understand:
the echo is not lost,
it finds a home.
In the subtle beat of two breaths.
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