Love with a First Kiss
With eyes closed
With a silent voice
That understands the sea of a night
With not a single star to swear upon
With the need to undress from our beginnings
Shy nonetheless
With trembling hands
Or without hands at all, if you wish
But still mine
Even if it frightens your useless freedom
For the sake of my freedom that can’t breathe
With a quiet longing
Without regret
For this too is called love.
Poem by Enkeleda Ristani:
