Love, I’ll not ever lose this hold,
Among your hair, there are scoops of debris,
And among your cheeks, there are flowers agleam,
While among your lips, there are words stilled and silent,
As your chin was dipped in ashes,
And beholds a pale hue for myself to see.
Start weeping, and I will lose myself,
Your form is rotted and stilled,
And still do I see the colors that surround,
Your naked self,
When I had dipped my feet in your honey.
Oh, beauty! You have such a worldly complexion!
I ache, and I break, when the world takes us both.
Love finally crashes its own waves on the shoreline,
As I lean down to kiss you,
For but a moment in utter bliss.
Complete me, my torment and my woe,
My dream, my sky. My endless goodbye.