Where are you running to?
I’ve been waiting for you for so long…
You rested in the frozen ground
and in the trunks without life,
And I was slowly dying
glued to the radiator – a dead sun.
Why aren’t you patient?
You throw me hundreds of crocuses in my retina
you make me dizzy with their kaleidoscope
white, yellow or purple (my favorites),
and then so soon
do you bloom my daffodils?
Have you already slept the snowdrops?
I did not even succeed
to make them lyrics
or stories for my child
and you, hasty and selfish,
are you tired of them?
Are you jealous?
you noticed my fire started hard
from wet matches
metamorphosed for a moment
in the beginning of a smile
and did you quickly break up the beautiful?
You know something?
You’re just like the world around us
in a hurry to touch nothing,
video games with flowers and leaves to shoot,
I stay inside myself until June
when I will jump straight into the pool
will be long