Love

I will stay behind this door forever — my love! — like a heap of plaster, like a pile of stones, like a heart in love — bewitched by your love — until you unlock the door... Unlock the door, let me come to you. Let me caress with my fingertips, with my lips, your sweet face. Let me feel the beautiful arch of your brow, your lashes, and the deep lines beneath your eyes — the clear dwelling of your hidden tears, far from my eyes — Let me set my lonely kisses — like a thousand skiffs with a thousand white and golden sails — on the bed of the river of your tears, silent. I love you, again. I loved you in all the moments of your partings. This chance comes to an end, the chance of our being on this earth. Let me fall into your arms like the dry feather of a leaf into the arms of the river. Let me cry, cry, wave upon wave, and erase, erase the scar of the blade of the false and bloody paradise — before the end — from your breast. Let my sobs say into the ear of the world: my embrace will not submit to separation from you, in the name of God — in the name of the gods — ever again, forever, from now on, my love...