I don’t know if you resemble
lost time,
lost within life’s enchanting mystery,
futilely encountering
silent memories,
desperately embracing absence.
I wouldn’t know if you resemble
the flowing river,
waiting for me on the shore,
without waiting for my arrival.
I wouldn’t know if you resemble
love,
the mad companion of itself—
truly… I wouldn’t know…
- ANGELA KOSTA - ALBANIA & ITALY
lost time,
lost within life’s enchanting mystery,
futilely encountering
silent memories,
desperately embracing absence.
I wouldn’t know if you resemble
the flowing river,
waiting for me on the shore,
without waiting for my arrival.
I wouldn’t know if you resemble
love,
the mad companion of itself—
truly… I wouldn’t know…
- ANGELA KOSTA - ALBANIA & ITALY


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