A little of love traslated by Ann Wood
A LITTLE OF LOVEA little bit of love, you will not give me-
they sit me down and then make me bitter!
To come, to appear,
and disappear - as you choose.
My soul is not a roadside station,
as a homeless man to shelter you,
to sit down, to smoke a cigarette -
and then to continue somewhere ......
A little bit of your love - I don't need it!
You have confused love - with alms.
And it is not mercy to rob her, and you make my soul a desert.
A little bit of love. That who needs them,
when can I have it whole !?
Because someone is looking for me somewhere -
to love me - as I dreamed!
D Dimitrova
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-01-15 at 17:11
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