It’s always hard to choose what I love more: poetry or music. Truth be told, sometimes I listen to music just because of the lyrics. I keep a song on repeat for months for a particular verse. I can listen to a 10-minute song just for that single word which makes me tremble with emotion.

Maybe this is why I simply adore Asaf Avidan: he is the perfect mix between music and poetry. His songs are poems in motion. I have seen him twice in live concerts, I know all his songs by heart and I follow everything he does in the artistic field. I am a fan of his original way of looking, singing, being. Probably one of my favorite human beings I have never met in person, but I have always felt close to.

I am among those who pre-ordered his first poetry book & probably one of the first Romanian people who actually own it. I have read it singing the verses in my head, with the Spotify turned on, reminiscing about the moments when I had those songs playing in the background or about the person(s) with whom I was at that time. Asaf’s poetry & music help me to forgive much easily, to love more intensely, to regret more peacefully. And this is what art does: it makes us more human.

Love is wave

around our bodies

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And who was I to dare

to love you or to interfere

with all the scars that you declared

across your lips

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you’ll finally sing

but I won’t be there to hear your call

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she said “Don’t you think to fall is just to study?”

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You, my friend

have nothing to fear, my friend

You have nothing to fear, my friend

except for love

***

There are still shadows all over my skin

in the place your body used to fit in

***

She’s just a small girl

but she’s a world to me

***

what’s the use of falling

if every lesson learned

is that every breath that I inhake

without you is a stone unturned

***

Spend away your years through fears

and let it all fly

***

And if love is not the key. If love is not a key

I hope that I can find a place where it can be

***

I know that in your heart there us an answer to a question

Which I’m not, as yet, aware that I have asked

***

If I threw my broken body

let it shatter on the rocks

would you pick up all my imperfections

keep them hidden in your jewellery box?

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and I’ll see you when I am born into your world

again

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The waves will tear my battered arms

but in my heart the water is calm

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“To Love Another” |  Asaf Avidan  | 2020 |