Bigger than language

The problem, that you are my problem

And all what I write to you is nothing

Because my feelings to you bigger than my language

My feelings to you overstep my voice

Beyond my larynx

Account on your finger what I will say now

First: I love you thou

Second: I love you thou

Third: I love you thou

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth:

My love you are

I complain you to the sky

How could you include all what in the women?

On your eyes

I want to discover now way to love you

To love you without words

About you, I didn’t tell any one

But they sow you washing your self in my eyes

About you I didn’t talk to any one

But they read you in my ink in papers

Love has a smell, and we both cannot hide it

I melt in your love the pens

From red blue and black

Until the talk have been finished

I attached my love to you as rings on the bird’s legs

And I wasn’t know my love

That love fly like the birds

Your love my lady

Like the birth and death

Hard to return twice

You will not run away from me

Cause I am your man

You will not get off from me

Because god sent me to you

Once, I will come out to you from your shoulder

Once, I will come out from your hand rings

And when the summer comes

I swim like the green fish in your eyes lake

If you would remember every word, I told you last these three years

If you would open every litter, I had sent to you

You would agree to fly with me in love as tow birds

And did agree to wear my ring in your left hand

Why?

Why since I loved you every thing became different

And like the children, I became play with sun

I’m not messenger, but when I write about you, I became messenger

You engraved on my hand face

As a legend

Every time you try to run away, form me one second

I see you on the deep of my hand

I love you when you cry

I love those tears on your cheek

Your face beautiful when you smile

But more beautiful when you cry

Some times, I cry

Like the children without reason

Some times, I feel boring from your good eyes

Without reason

Some time I feel tire from my poems

Feel tire from my papers from my books

Some time I feel tire from my tire

Your eyes like raining night

My boats are broken in it

My poems are forgot on it

Verily mirrors have no memory

I wrote upon the wend, your name

I wrote upon the water, your name

I wasn’t know, that the wend cannot listen

I wasn’t known, that the water doesn’t remember the names

You still my lover

You still after this third year like the spear in my flank

I rain in your eyes like the cloud

I rain sadness and happiness

I hold for you with me thousand rivers

I hold for you with me thousand and thousand forest

I hold under my cote the history

And the litters of writing

Most beautiful thing in our love

That he have no mind or logic

Most beautiful thing in our love

That he walk on the water and don’t sink

Don’t worry my lady

If you are between my poems and words

May you will be older with years

But you will never be older in my pages and heart

You killed thousand women inside me

And became you the queen

You ask me my lady:

What is the different between me and between the skies?

The different my lady that if you smile, I forget the sky

Your love my lady is beautiful poems have been written on the moon

Your love have been paint on all the trees leaf

Your love engraved on sparrow’s wings

And rain drops

The problem, that you are my problem

And all what I write to you is nothing

Because my feelings to you bigger than my language

My feelings to you overstep my voice

Beyond my larynx