If you wish, I shall put my fingers together
And form a stirrup with my two palms
So you can put your foot in my hands
And warm yourself in my heart
Or put the soles of your feet on my shoulders
And slip down into my arms.
Softly and lightly, let me embrace you
So I can spread you like grass on the ground.
Without you at a night of full moon, once again I walked through
I was all eyes, bedazzled I searched for you.
The joy of seeing you overflowed the jug of my existence
I became the same mad lover I was before.
I said there would always be a bench
Under a tree
In the mystic solitude of a garden.
And I did not say that without you the garden would die
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