I’m an adolescent angel. Don’t be angry,
I haven’t learnt yet how to protect others or how to fall.
I’m in love with an adolescent devil,
Although I have no sex. Believe me,
This is the most ideal love,
Because it is full of desire for the unreachable.
What you’ve reached is not yours anymore.
I don’t want to reach anything,
I don’t want to be anything to yearn for.
I’m a Chagall-winged angel,
In love with a Bosch-faced devil.
Just give me a place above the roofs.
Domokos Szilágyi, Transsylvanian Hungarian poet (1938-1976)