A face so handsome grasped upon my heart
sparkling eyes that drank my weak soul
into a pool of an unresting dungeon;
I am helpless, I squirm, I am caught in you.
Engulfed into your being or its remnants
I cry as I seek for your beguiling fugue
reaching out for air although powerless;
ripped me apart you did, a beautiful savage.
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I would like to translate this poem