She looked at him, smiling. He was sitting at the table, a green shaded light next to his head. Papers, piles of papers next to his computer.
- Hi!
- Oh, you scared me… Hi! How you did you enter my room?
He turned off the light and stretched his muscles.
- I was invited… Turn on this light. I like the green shadow on your face…
- I don’t remember, I don't even know you.
- Oh, you know me.
- Well, maybe… I have to think… Your voice is familiar to me, but I still can’t…
- We met a few months ago.
- Where?
- In the train.
- Train?
- You called it “train to Yuma”.
- Oh… yes… I do remember. I met then a woman. Strange woman, hungry and thirsty.
- That was me.
- No…
- Yes…
- But now you are very different.
- I am always different.
- I see…
- Are you working on my story?
- Your story? Oh... your story... It is almost done.
She was sitting on the corner of the table.
- May I read it?
- Please, find another place… I will read it to you. Take a seat. Or come here…
- I want to see…
- Don’t peep over my shoulder. Don’t blow on my neck.
- You have silver in your hair.
- Are you going to disturb me?
- But…
- No buts… Your hair is tickling me.
- I know.
- It smells good.
- I know.
- But you are still tickling me.
- I can tie it up.
- No…
- Why? If it tickles you?
- No…
- Why?
- I like it untied… Hey! You wear my shirt…
- Yes, I wear it.
- Where are your clothes?
- Here.
- I can’t see them.
- Imagine… You are a poet.
- But, this shirt is my favorite. I wore it all morning.
- Yes, I know. It was soft and warm… Where is my story?
- Again the same. Well, here it is. On my computer. I am going to show you.
- Oh, this is only an empty file.
- How come? It was here. I am sure…
- I can see only the title. Show me your other works.
- Do you know my works? My poetry?
- Yes, I know. I know a lot of things about you.
- Are you going to scare me again? Who are you?
- I am somebody between your lines…
- But you are so real.
- I am real like you. I am a poet also.
- Do you like my poetry?
- Yes. I am in love with your poetry.
- But, my poetry is love…
- Then I am in love with love.
- You are so strange. Show me your work.
- No.
- Show me.
- Say please.
- Please…
- That is much better. Here is my notebook. I need my shirt.
- I need it too. I am not going to take it down.
- Then I will.
- Just try… - Would you like to be my editor?
He opened her notebook.
- Is this your poetry? I can see only empty pages.
- But you said that poetry is love.
- Yes. Give me back my shirt.
- Again the same story… Ok, here you are.
She pushed away all papers from his desk.
- What are you doing? My papers…
- We need a place.
- For what?
- Poetry…
- For poetry?
- Yes, I want to make poetry with you.
Later…
- Who are you? What is your name?
- I am your poetry.
- But you are a woman. Who are you?
- Again the same question.
- Where can I find you?
- Cauta...
- You know my language?
- No.
- Then, how did you know?
- Asculta...
- When will you be back to me?
- Sambata...
- Femeie...
- I have a poem for you. Versuri in limba romana.
\
Corina Pavel - O lume
\
\O lume iubeste si-o lume barfeste
Caci ea se schimba neincetat
Iar intrigi si vorbe nu scad niciodat`
Pentru-o iubire mare si far de pacat
Da! Lumea e rea si lumea nu stie,
Ce buna a fost odata aceasta omenire
Caci Domnul a dat-o far de pacat,
Iar noi am stricat-o stiind ca-i pacat.
\
- … Femeie…
- Dragoste…
Then she blowed him a kiss…
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Author notes
This work was prepared related to my dear friend work, and it is only a fiction.
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Interesting
This poem had a puzzling romance, made even more so by the writing style of the author. Good Job -
Thank you Kez
I am glad you like it. 
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wow i was total confused by the storyline but liked it lol.lv kez x
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What's the foureigne language?
It's so cool to think about how your poetry is a person... never thought of it that way... I wish I would meet my poetry...
Good luck
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Yes, that was a great chalenge...
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Thank you Ruth. This work was my experiment. On my language it is not problem to write this way
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intriguing
ah a romance between the poet and poetry, brought about by the muse that insipres it. how very wonderful. this is a different sort of style than i am used to reading but it is very intriuing and nice to read. peace be with you
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I really enjoyed this read. As a poet I often try to put a face or form to my muse and often wonder what he or she would look like if human in appearance
Ruth -
That was just a fiction. Nothing more my dear Providence.
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Of this it darling. I too speak with my muse almost constantly especially lately.
The intimate relationship hinted here. Delightful!
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Thank you. yes, sometimes my muse have a strange way
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How very interesting. Very! When our Muse comes and asks for examples of what she has guided us to do, how shall we snaswer? Waht will she meet out por favor for my meagre poetic existance? Well, well, done!
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Thank you dear friend. Differences are good...Like a fresh air..
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Thank you. I am glad that you like this work. Yes, sometimes we need bodies, not only the words...
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This work will be nice ode to beloved person, but, it isn't. This ode to my friend and poetry. I am glad that you like this work.
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WAW! I am amazed with such a lot of great comment! thank you!
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Well, my intention wasn't to steal a glory
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Sonja, this is one of the best pieces I have read from you yet. I enjoyed this very much. I could not stop reading as it drew me in to the story and mystery. Very nicely done.
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Thank you dear friend. This is much different, but it looks like I caught it...
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Thank you Sonja, and if you undertake my works be prepared for a headche. LOL. Some make sense, some do not. It would however be an honor. Thanks again, and this....well brilliant.
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Awesome
So mysterious!
It's so alluring, it draws you in. I wasn't sure about it when I clicked this and saw all these lines. It is so interesting, I love the theme of talking to your poetry, how the person was the embodiment of your work, and how the pages were blank because.. your poetry was before you.. sweet, seductive, loving..
It's so odd, how poetry is really you.. how you're tied to it.. it's like you're married to it, it's your long lost lover, you miss it when it's gone away.. *because we all know that it's a pain to have writters block
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It's a beautiful write, like I said.. it's so mysterious but not.. it's like there is only a light fog covering it..
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Thank you rozz669. I am glad that you like it.
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The spirit of the work can indeed take physical form and reach out to its creator. Well told,.
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excellent
Told you Sonja...you really have much talent. Your flow of words and story were really fantastic. You are a good writer .Thank you for writing and sharing. -
wow this is really cool, i mean there are a million other words i could say but i just like how its all put together and whats being said. its really interesting. very well done!
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Thanky you my dear friend. His poetry, mostry different was a great chalenge to me to see how my muse will answer to this challenging. It is little harder because this is not my language, but, you know that I am still working. My inner world is like an unexplored Universe. Maybe I will work with your poetry also.
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this was amazilant! keep on writing!
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Oh Sonja this was no less than fantastic. I simply adore how...dare I say bratty she is. Fantastic and very reminiscent of Mimiagatha's work. You have captured the same mysterious images, fantasy, and of course...love. However the small nuances in it that are simply Sonja, make it completely you. A fantastic fairy tale of love. Bravo poetess!
Blessed be
~~Serenity~~
Billie Jean -
Thank you my dear friend. Your comment is very kind. Maybe I will work more on this kind of poetry
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some people here are going to be simply stunned by this story, i am one of them . i see here some motifs from my own posts, masterfully inserted and executed, the language is smooth and flowing, the story drags you in, the mix of languages great. i am glad and flattered to have been an influence in creating this small gem.
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