arja_ma
Jurmala, Riga Latvia
Posted: May 12, 2008, 5:22 AM CST
Silent, cozy, autumn day.
Silently and soundlessly cries gray sky.
Silently fall and cover faded grass last yellow and red leaves.
Silently crackles on the table light of the candle.
Silent smile on the lips, but in eyes already winter and cold.
Your head is on my pillow. Eyes are shut. I’m sitting embracing my knees with hands.
Silently I sway.
Silently I whisper my words.
Silently that not to wake you.
Silently you sigh.
Silently I put my head on your chest.
Silently without rush, quietly beats your heart, but my lips freeze over. My golden-red hair are covered with ashes of burned wishes and flowers.
Silently I take from your hand small stone with thin symbol. Cold.
Silently autumn left forever. There won’t be the same again. There will be another.
Silently and secretly from my frozen eyes to the white lips corner slides silver tears.
Silently lick them off –sweet and cold.
Silently I get up and adjust your plaid.
Silently I put on white clothes. On my shoulders slide white curls. I collect all light shawls in the house. I get from small chest silver laugh, tiny small pieces of ice and fragments of moon rays.
Silently I look at you sleeping.
Silently comes evening behind the windows. At the sky blinking of blind and selfish stars.
Silently appear Moon.
Silently I whisper – I’m not afraid that you will melt as kiss on my lips. You are small piece of ice that I carefully with tender am holding in my hands.
Silently I’m opening the window.
Silently and soundlessly … I make my step in to the night.
You awake in the morning because of cold. There is no me by your side. Window is still open. You come to it to close. In your ears whisper of silence – There is no more her… She is gone. You look out of the window? But there… There everywhere me. Because…
Silently and soundlessly came Winter.