Love is to look into the one in front
and discover astonished the message
"I'm you", "you are me" ... oh how exciting
the bridges to each other is to walk!
the bridges to each other is to walk!
then being conscious that behind the forms
—yours and mine apparently much different—
there is a high calling identity that asks
to join our mouths, our bodies, our souls:
fly high and high, so very steep afar
to timeless time, to the gardens beyond
where we were as a unit, there abaft
all love expressions, melted in pure silence.
© albertotrocóniz / 14
Texto: de “POEMS OF LAY LOVE”
Image: “Eros and Psique”,
A.Canova (1793), Louvre Museum
Otros enlaces “Post”-relacionados:
en el tablero “POEMAS DEL PROFANO AMOR”
