Between these dandelions
Slowly blooming
I would love you, I would love you
With the taste of flowers within our souls
And the mystery of the earth within dandelions
I would love you, I would love you
Until the petals wither up
With the mystery of our love within their yellow
I would love you, I would love you
Until the field becomes completely white
And the wind will scatter seeds
I would love you, I would love you
Until I would feel your being
Until you would feel my being
I would love you, I would love you
And even until our temples become white
And even until everything gets old inside of us
I would love you, I would love you
Until the light, that floods everywhere
Would vibrate the truth within to understand
That the bloom is unique and unrepeatable.
I would love you, I would love you
Poem by Marieta Maglas
You do like to love and love to like do you. And coming home to him and coming home...iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No, why do you say this? It's only poetry....