the apprehension from
nighttime till daybreak
was gone upon the assurance
that you are that kind
who keeps secrets as
sacred mantra in the
search for beauty and peace.
what the night did leave it
there. Welcome the coming of
the light slit from the darkness
of the soul. We who long for
love. We who refuse to die.
the heart rests and looks
out the window where a garden
of doves are drawing in the
whiteness of the feathers.
i see you and you look at me.
we have no need for words.
I touch your hand and you smile.
i do not need for you to say it.
I know you understand and it is
enough. Love is not the issue here.
it is a way against the rope.
It is the path towards a new vision.
people need to touch even without love.
people sleep together even without it.
dream together. Live together.
beyond body and age. beyond beliefs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem