Lust,
i have been
avoiding you,
like you are
a sin,
a sickness,
a perversion,
but here i am
again
kissing you and
hugging you
and making love
with you....
and then i give
you a new name,
you are Love,
and i love you
and no one escapes
from you,
and when you
are finished with me,
as i lay
alone in my bed
of grass
and my roof of
sky,
i shed off guilt
and feeling so amazed
with the beauty
inside you,
your softness and
sweetness,
your tenderness,
and silence,
i stand up
and move on
walking towards
what light is left
in this
blooming darkness.....
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I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing. It was indeed, a good read! O Love! A blessed day!