My dearest, starting today and until the end of time, my entire self belongs to you. You can hold it gently and feed it with truths hidden beneath your forever warm smile. You can caress it. I give it to you. You can dress it however you please. You can suppress it if it brings you joy. You have my full permission. There are no limits. If you grow tired of it, you can even hang it in the closet of your past loves. It will fade from there, and in time, from yourself. Nobody will know the truth. Or, if you are courageous enough, let me be. Let me be here and not melted into you. Whole. Myself.
(Translated by Cristina Ioana Bontea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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