He Should Be Like... Poem by Judit Vázsonyi
He Should Be Like...
The man who loves me,
should be more than the world,
the dream is beautiful in his arms,
his desire is like the soaring bird.
The man who loves me,
The child exists vividly in him
He surrounds me with thousand
miracles, it's like a magic hymn.
And the man who loves me,
He is who will return from the hell,
He rises from the dust, and holds me
and he comforts my sore soul well.
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