This is a book of poetry, written in Romanian, the seventh in the Mirese series, emphasizing the beauty and the fire in love, lust, passion, via a collection of poems worded raw or clever, rhyme or free verse, serious or humorous, and mostly a mix of all. You will certainly find an Eminescean influence all through it, mostly in the rhymed passages. There is nothing trite to it, there is nothing rude to it, there is nothing innocent to it. There is everything that could burn a hole in your heart to it.