Little by little she became a word, <br />bundles of soul on the wind, <br />a dolphin in the clutches of my eyebrows, <br />a stone provoking rings in water, <br />a star inside my knww, <br />a sky inside my shoulder, <br />and I inside I.<br /><br />Nichita Stanescu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sign-12/
