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'She' VI : I love you


On the nameless shores of endless desires,
Stretching out unto the endless skies,
Congregating the fragments of memories
For the zenith of the story named life,
 I evoke the imperfection of my existence-
Performing countless foreign roles of life
Under the roasting heat of the sun,
And chilling cold of winter;
Romancing the myth of future,
And fastening the ghosting times and ages on the giant wheels of Romantics;
When I wander in the reminiscences of my
Yesterdays’ lost dreams;
When the flesh of body overlooks its soul,
And fire of lust perspires on the body by heating the blood;
When I trod the self-paved roads in this wild world life,
Without any foregoers;
When I sell the Bohemian rhapsodies for today’s life
In the rooms of bars, in the midst of glasses, bottles and men
With effervescent spirits and ecstasies,
Humming for the over souled bodies on the broken strings
Of guitar,
And when the living cigar extinguishes on my desires of lips;
When the lusty heavens embraces the virgin earth
During the phases of night,
Florence’s heart beats raises in the love making,
Under the neon lights, when it rains in the night,
And when I recite the verses of Leopardi and Foscolo
In the Venetian streets for the seekers of romance;
Born from the maiden smile of Venus,
I love you with an everlasting love!
My love, eternal spring of heavens,
Myriads of dawning shine on thy ravishing face,
Myriads of life’s blessing are your love for me.
I knew never, I can love like this;
I love you!
    

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