Slowly the truth.



Translation of  'Lentement la vérité'

Your beauty has blinded me
progressively
as a growing grief.
Even with closed eyes
I see you in every corner of my memory
and I breathe you.

Your voice has stunned me
slowly
as a captivating song.
With deaf ears
I hear you in every pore of my body
and I aspire.

Thy walking has inspired me
with counted steps
of a sarabande
increasingly frenzied,
and I'm suffocating.

Your person-ality has hit me
softly
as one discovers a human being
one wishes to incarnate
so desirable you are
and I drink you.

I swallow thirsty
the syllables you offer me
and I capsize
on the other side satisfied
into infinity.

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