Loquor
‘Your eyelids are heavy
With languor and love.’
Paul the Silentiary (6thC)
Give me your hands,
Take my words,
Warm them
At the fire of your young love!
Love me,
My Angel of the dawn,
Kiss my words
With your tender smiles!
Teach me with song,
By the light of your eyes,
The lofty, pure secrets
Of the celestial chain
Of the eternal solidarities
Of hearts and souls!
Traduit en anglais par Norton Hodges
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