E pur si muove... by Shanti

E pur si muove...
(poem by Shanti)

Trembling, I close my hand
by your sad face ...
Petting it
reaching it

Ah! What a glimpse of the senses ....
Your love electrify me
and today ... yes, today
you're the Gravity
Who drag my feet to the ground.

Give me a minute to fly
Let me to taste once again
from your complete love
Let me to smell your passion
Your mad emotions
Don't stop me to fly!

Today I want to be
The unwritten story
Of a forbidden love...

Music: Levi Chen - The Temple Of Joy

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[Saherfree]

Beautiful..

[mysnakeeye]

welcome in my mysterious world, my sweet friend. (I hope u r the same Saherfree from Multiply) if you r only the same nick with her, then... all wishes are the same for you :)

[jimmymac30]

this is another superb creation, artistic and musical, wonderful to watch and hear

[mysnakeeye]

jimmy, u r welcome in my poetry world :) your music world is fantastic too. hugs

[SuperBluehaze]

Where ever you get your music tracks from, I do not know, but they are always amazing, as you know, I have mined your work for the music, because it is always wonderful and soul touching.

Another beautiful oiece of work; you are a blazing star, bring light into the world; keep blazing, my Muse, sweet Shanti; with love and light, john

[mysnakeeye]

Dear John, I will always shine, I will keep my blaze bcz each of us has own glory, important is to know that... and I know it :))

[mysnakeeye]

My pleasure, dear John: Dragostea este mana cereasca, suntem flamanzi sa mangaiem obraji, sa trecem dincolo de această lume a durerii cautand astfel un alt răsărit de soare, un alt orizont, sa luam aripile unui porumbel şi sa zburam, pentru ca numai asa fructul oprit are un preţ; să suferim, să murim din dragoste, pentru iubire este un întuneric în care ne vom pierde de sine unul într-altul, este o trezire, fructul oprit are întotdeauna gustul cel mai dulce.

[SuperBluehaze]

Beautiful, my Muse, but I wish you could translate for me:

Love is manna from heaven,

we all hunger for a soft touch upon the cheek, to move beyond this world of sorrow

toward another sunrise, another horizon,

to take the wings of a dove and fly,

but such forbidden fruits

come with a price;

to suffer, to die in love, for love is a darkness, in which we lose the self in another,

it is an awakenin, forbidden fruits always taste the sweetest.

[mysnakeeye]

Dear Lord B, u are a real poet, I knew that... but why the moon was dark? symbolize the eclipse of the old love and a new love is rising? nice imagination. hugs