نحن، اللذَيْن كنّا آنذاك، لم نعد كما كُنّا

“with your name on my mouth and a kiss that never broke away from yours.”

“I made these sonnets out of wood; I gave them the sound of that opaque pure sub…”

“Es la hora, amor mío, de apartar esta rosa sombría, cerrar las estrellas, enter…”

“Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs,you look like a world, lying in surr…”