SMS pro Slunečníka

22:39 Slunecnik: Hi Antonio, I have
such a weird mood. I am at work.
Don't be sad, things will get better again. The
Sunflower will come out again and caress your face
and dry your tears. Take care. M.
22:40 Mesicnik: Can't wait for a new day, already
for someone to love me. I am so selfish.
I only think of myself, and what about you? May it shine
for you, my friend. I love you. Antonio, your
Měsíčník.
22:42 Měsíčník: Last year was as if it never existed
except for you, and proof of that are
the stolen poems, I happened to be left with those
of yours. Out of the whole year, you, only you, thank goodness for you
mam 🙂 What about you? What about you?
Just as the Parasun appeared above Moulin Mort,
So too it vanished! And once again shadows loom over all of Darre.
So much remains in my head, nothing but menacing
Fragments, and who knows what else was written in the poems?
Perhaps only that the maidens of Moulin Mort weep into their hands,
And that the sails on the reservoir ceased to unfurl long ago.
So much has been etched into the memory of the Prosek catacombs,
Let even that be proof, and for the lost ones a guiding thread.
So let us forgive that naughty Sun.
For even I, the Moon-dweller myself, still love him.
So be it, he left. He will return again, my feeling
Will guide him through the dark and a new day will rise in us!
23:33 Slunecnik: I prefer looking
forward, not that I wouldn't like remembering
last year, but I have things to look forward to. I'm flying off
to Turkey. I can't wait to be there.
Mesicnik: You are my eternal inspiration and thanks
for that, you brought me back to poetry.
I'm sitting in the blankets on the floor by a candle and
writing a new poem – dedicated to you.
I'll publish the collection this year and I'd love to
hand it over to you in person.
23:49 Slunecnik: I'd be glad and I'd love to
I will take from you. I feel honored that
I am an inspiration to someone. It is wonderful to
read and it warms my soul right here inside.
M.