How Then? Poem by Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos

Why my dear
When laid I my eyes
On you first,
Heart mine
In my throat
An asylum sought?

Why my dear
When my ear
Fine-tuned got
To your voice
Dulcet
Out of me
I jumped out?

Why my dear
For instance
Your scent
Of a rose fragrance
I inhaled,
Perched I remained
Than alive more dead?

Why my dear
Me when you first greet
My tongue
Oft adept
Twice as much
To reverberate
Panic gripped slept?

How then my dear
Fidgeting
I to you
Me endear?