Endri Kosturi

Poetry does not know,
that my love for you,
is a sudden heavy cloud,
a blink, and
then light
a thunder
in the sky!
Oh! Modern Native,
tanning under the Sun
like an ear of wheat,
I will water your thirst
and then I will drain it away,
for as long as I
will breathe.

(Endri Kosturi 2007)