Sirwin
Sirwin

Love

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How can I forget that blessing, ever?

16 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

Oh, when you remind me of her door, I feel the rapture bubbling up once more. How can I forget that blessing, ever, When you bring to mind long buried treasure?

Go away from my door. You are drunk.

16 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

I went to my love on a moment's thought. She said, "Go away from my door. You are drunk." "Open the door," I said, "I am not." "Go away," she said, "You are what you are."

If I realized my own perfection

15 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

I would shake the dust from my coat, and rise If I realized my own perfection. I would rush to the sky, empty and light; My head would be high as the ninth heaven.

Anything I am entirely is you

15 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

If my head holds one thought wise and clear, it's you. Poor as I am, what I hold dear is you. No matter how I see myself, I'm nothing. Anything I am entirely is you.

I asked you for one kiss, you gave me six

15 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

I asked you for one kiss, you gave me six. What teacher taught you, that you're such an expert? You're so deep a source of goodness, so kind That you've set the world free a thousand times.

Look again, and see how much I need you

15 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

Look again, and see how much I need you; Watch the long nights that I lie here awake. No, I am wrong: the distance between us Will not let me live to see you again.

Ruby Lips

15 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

With a smile biting those two ruby lips, How beautifully, idol, you've come to life! Stealing my heart that day was not enough; Today you're back, intent upon my life.

Confused if I am you, or you are me

14 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

I'm not me, you're not you, and you're not me; And yet I'm me, you're you, and you are me. Beauty of Khotan, I am this because of you: Confused if I am you, or you are me.

The lovely one whispers under her breath

14 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

The lovely one whispers under her breath, And you go mad, witless, no reason left... O Lord, what is this chant, what magic art That weaves its spell on even a stone heart?

Pitifully in Love

12 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz

If I was not so pitifully in love I wouldn't then be standing at your door. Don't say, "Go away, don't stand at my door!" I wouldn't exist, my dear, if I didn't stand here.