Rozalija Ezmec: BISEXUALITY / Anonimno: NIKOLI NISI PRESTARA

ROZALIJA EZMEC: BISEXUALITY

Hydrangeas, my darling, is what I’ll bring you.

Plant one in soil that is as bitter as discomfort caused by none other than Karen’s face, when I try to sink into our lovebirds’ space. But also plant one in soil as sour as the taste of: “You’re just going through a phase.”

Then sit and watch the lovely flowers grow out of all that pain, for them to show you, who I like to kiss.

And when you put them in neutral soil take a look … my love …. do you see? The color of the pretty petals, it tells you, who I really love.

Now run. Come in my embrace, so I can kiss your beautiful face – as pink and blue and purple shine through me – to show the pride in me, for loving who I love.

ANONIMNO: NIKOLI NISI PRESTARA

Kako opišeš vihar, ki se zbudi v tebi, ko jo vidiš?

Kako razložiš, da bi lahko celo življenje sedela ob njej?

In ko se te dotakne; ko položi svojo roko v tvojo, ko približa svoje ustnice tvojim, ko uglasi svoj srčni utrip ob tvojem,

kako ustaviš čas?

Mokra solza na ustnicah, ko me poLjubiš.

In potem se vrneš k njej, ki jo poLjubiš. In potem se vrnem k njemu, ki ga poLjubim.