THE NEWLY LOVERS
These two vanished through the lunar woods
These two cautiously smiled between the slander trees
These two edged with hope over the windy,
whirling mile of curving path.
They went down into the quite sphere,
their sphere-island shaped with green,
off into space of the silent bay.
In the distance, stretched along the waves length, I heard their cry.
It was an innocent cry,
like the cry of the children,
who, in play, stare and pursue
the darting sky-blue goddess butterfly.
And finally, they find it, at the end of the day.
I saw them at the first morning light,
two shadows against the passing
night;
with the blanket loose-folded around their knees,
two shadows huge and
calm,
like an open shell on the white sandy beach.
Altin Topi Summer 2000
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