If You Love Me Poem by Natasa To

IF You Love Me
.
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the dim moon, at the red branch
of the golden leaves''s autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the dog,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were small love boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you are loving me
I shall loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you love me
do look for me every day,
for I shall already have fallen for you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to love me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my lover, ah my darling,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me is extinguished or loved,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Natasa Tocuc