{"id":32948,"date":"2017-11-07T18:34:06","date_gmt":"2017-11-07T18:34:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=32948"},"modified":"2017-11-07T18:34:06","modified_gmt":"2017-11-07T18:34:06","slug":"emilia-tutuianu-visul-dragostei-%e2%80%93-the-dream-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/11\/07\/emilia-tutuianu-visul-dragostei-%e2%80%93-the-dream-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Emilia \u021au\u021buianu: Visul dragostei \u2013 The dream of love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/26412096109_6c08ed5f82.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-32949\" title=\"26412096109_6c08ed5f82\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/26412096109_6c08ed5f82.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"178\" height=\"244\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Visul dragostei<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 fur\u0103 parfumul florilor de tei<br \/>\n\u015fi-l simt cum m-alint\u0103 \u00een somn.<br \/>\n\u00cen vis \u00eemi apar statui m\u0103re\u0163e cu zei<br \/>\n\u015fi Fe\u0163i Frumo\u015fi \u015fi-nfrico\u015fa\u0163ii zmei.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u015ei totul \u00een jur e feeric\u2026<br \/>\nIar noi, umbl\u00e2nd printre ei,<br \/>\nsim\u0163im ridic\u00e2ndu-se din scoar\u0163a b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103,<br \/>\n\u00een valuri de aburi, mirosul de tei.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Pe aripi de v\u00e2nt ajunge la mine<br \/>\nchemarea ta sf\u00e2nt\u0103 \u015fi plin\u0103 de dor.<br \/>\n\u015ei-n v\u0103l de mireas\u0103 m\u0103-ndrept c\u0103tre tine,<br \/>\nplutesc prin p\u0103dure\u2026<br \/>\np\u0103s\u0103ri ne c\u00e2nt\u0103, \u00een cor,<br \/>\nimnul iubirii eterne\u2026<br \/>\nDar visul se stinge.<br \/>\nDin nou m\u0103 trezesc,<br \/>\npun m\u00e2na pe buzele-mi aprinse,<br \/>\nte caut peste tot\u2026<br \/>\n\u015fi nu te g\u0103sesc!<br \/>\n<strong>\u2026\u2026<\/strong><br \/>\nM\u0103-ntorc spre poteca cu tei \u00eenflori\u0163i,<br \/>\npe ea merg, alene, perechi de-ndr\u0103gosti\u0163i,<br \/>\nau ochii doar stele \u015fi buze-rubine.<br \/>\n\u015ei totul \u00eemi aduce aminte de tine\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>The dream of love<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>The scent of lime makes me float<\/em><br \/>\n<em>and i feel how pampers my sleep.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In my dream great statues of gods appear<\/em><br \/>\n<em>and Prince Charming and frightened dragons.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Everything around is enchanting\u2026<\/em><br \/>\n<em>and, we, walking among them,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>feel rising from the old bark,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>in waves of steam, the smell of lime.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>On the wings of wind it arrives to me<\/em><br \/>\n<em>your call, holly and full of longing.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And in bridal veil i\u2019m heading towards you,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>floating through the woods\u2026<\/em><br \/>\n<em>birds sing in chorus,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>the eternal anthem of love\u2026<\/em><br \/>\n<em>but the dream quenches.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I wake again,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>i put my hands on my lit lips,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>i\u2019m looking for you everywhere\u2026<\/em><br \/>\n<em>in vain!<\/em><br \/>\n<em>\u2026\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I return to the trail with lime blossom,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>on it, go lazily, pairs of lovers,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>with eyes lookalike stars and ruby lips.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Which reminds me again of you<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Emilia \u021au\u021buianu<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Roman<\/p>\n<p>Noiembrie, 2017<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Visul dragostei \u00a0 M\u0103 fur\u0103 parfumul florilor de tei \u015fi-l simt cum m-alint\u0103 \u00een 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