‘Love first learned in a lady’s eyes’
Lies not idle but will fuel
The dormant lust that rests in a man
So that it burns with a double power.
Love thus born in a lady’s eyes
Falls as a spark to catch a man’s lust,
Which flames up with a double power,
And exhausts the energy stored.
Whether the love born in her eyes
Lives or dries, the man’s lust, kindled,
Will never die; instead it inspires.
He lives on the remembrance of love.
31.10.2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem