In the city of love
Blinded have become
The inhabitants
For the magic of love
When you are the magician
You dance by the candle
The necklace of love
The diamond precious
I see it glitter
Inviting are the glances
Of the music sweetness
In the full moon
Climbing the wall
I eavesdrop
I see your lovely face
Of abstractions I searched
All my life
To the beauty of the apparent
When you insisted
Closed have I the book
When you tore my garment
In my bare chest
You breathed your love
I shall reopen the book
When in memory
I shall search the meaning
Of here and hereafter
When I shall leave
The city of love
16/10/2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! ! .....i could almost see the picture.....beautiful....