My beauty,
in the evening when you hold
my head in your lap,
your dark eyes are the spring
from which night flows over valleys,
mountains and plains
to cover the world
with a sea of darkness.
So black are your eyes, my light.
translated by Andrei Codrescu
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Leonard Durso 
Wonderfully beautiful.
Glad you think so.
sounds similar to the ‘Song of Solomon’ Beautiful
Ah, interesting association.
probably because I cut my teeth on the KJ version of the Bible…