The day I met you
I tore up
All my maps and my prophecies
And became like an Arabian horse.
I smell the scent of your rain
Before it makes me wet,
I hear the rhythm of your voice
Before you speak
I undo your braids
Before you plait them.
translated y Bassam K. Frangieh & Clementina R. Brown
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Beautiful prose. As always, thanks for sharing these words.
Thanks, Michael.
Enjoy your Salep and Jack !
It’s Irish rather than Jack but I appreciate the wish.
Beautiful poetry !
He wrote such beautiful love poems.
love!
Glad you like it.
This is truly passionate and reminds me in ways of the lyrics to je t’aime. Thank you Leonard.
I see why.
Wonderful metaphorical poem,dear!!
Glad you like it.