Sweet reveries transport me back to her bed
Where still warm quilted memories drape
The quivering enfolding silence we found
Immobile motionless we wished no escape
Obligation dragged me diminished to work
It was Duty not joy pulled back the sheet
Heart and head occupy two altered realms
Till I am with you both must wilfully compete
The clock’s unremitting metronomic march
Astringent seconds corrode the eager heart
Longing induced hallucination of her touch
Dreams or desires where does the circle start
She overwhelms my day consumes my night
Could I exist? Did I survive before love came?
You think these the ramblings of a madman?
No! This sweet sweet insanity proves me sane
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I would like to translate this poem
beautiful! fine phrasology! 10+