dilyana my string

the string, that strokes me is strong
the notes by the stroke of your arm
touches my heart, you evoked them
you lead the song, sigsaw your arm
i feel deep vague vibrating emotion
i take you under my chin as a violin
cheek to cheek, i strike with my arm
bubbles of emotions over your belly
and the song of the earth is born
newborn notes are spread in the air
angels in the sky heared the song
they started to trumpet all over.