All undressed, when we are together
bursting with desires we become monsters.
We grope each other blindly
We leave hickies and scars that show our desires.
The boredom, the suspicions that we cannot see
tie us together as two adulterous gods
after a long absence glue to each other.
Enamored in love like two lunatics
like two blood thirsty ferocious hounds
like two hungry dynasities
settling a dispute over a kingdom
for justice to be served,
we cheat, we deceive, we hurl insults
that will even hurt the heavens
to see us thus in love.
And so we burn a thousand times
in our long long embraces.
And a thousand times we die each day in love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem