Friday, August 29, 2008

Love

My soul was a light blue dress the colour of the sky; I left it on a rock by the sea and naked I came to you, looking like a woman. And like a woman I sat at your table and drank a toast in wine, inhaling the scent of some roses. You found me beautiful like something you saw in a dream,I forgot everything, I forgot my childhood and my homeland, I only knew that your caresses held me captive. And smiling you held up a mirror and asked me to look. I saw that my shoulders were made of dust and crumbled away, I saw that my beauty was sick and wished only to dissapear. Oh, hold me tight in your arms so close that I need nothing.

Edith Södergran

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