Da-No

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Each breath by you, my forest,

Seems to restore serenity,

My stock of awe.

By moonlight, your silhouette, my forest,

Is a note ‘do’,

Is Russian ‘da’,

Italian ‘no’,

The inside of my body.

‘Krasivo’ in Russian

Denotes ‘beautiful’,

It comes from ‘red’,

From something impossible

To disregard –

Don’t come too close!

Like fishes of Matisse,

Like “Bathing of a red horse”,

Each breath of you, my forest,

Is roaring of veins,

Is stealing logic,

Is paradox of falling on my knees

Mixed with my courage

To breathe you,

My foresta rossa.