Naught fuller than I Love You's first return
Naught emptier than love's final goodbye
The first - soft as rain
The second - dry as salt.
'Zeus mocks at lovers' vows'
The Greeks wryly versed
But he, Eros' prey, knows not
My love is everall.
I need you for always
I crave you each now.
The beauties around me
- Curve of cup
Bow of drapes -
Are your presence and your promise.
I dreamt of the world
Everything was exactly the same
Time, clockwise, as expected
Routines unbreached, Duties filled
Nothing had changed
Everything was different
And the difference was this:
I know you love me.
A truth of beauty
permeating every word and glance
As if the world were doubled in love
It reminds me when I awaken
It soothes me into sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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