The Great Dancer is my husband," Mira says, "rain washes off all the other colors.
MīrābāīMy lover's gone off
to some foreign country,
sopping wet at our doorway
I watch the clouds rupture.
Mira says, nothing can harm him.
This passion has yet
to be slaked.
Mots clés maruts
I want
you to have
this,
all the beauty in my eyes, and the grace of my mouth,
all the splendor of my strength,
all the
wonder of the musk parts
of my
body,
for are we
not talking about real love, real
love?
Don't forget love;
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across
the universe.
One night as I walked in the desert
the mountains rode on my
shoulders
and the sky became my heart,
and the earth - my own body, I explored.
Every object began to wink at me, and Mira wisely
calculated the situation, thinking:
My charms must be at their height
now would be a good time to
rush into His
arms,
maybe He won't drop me
so quick.
I have felt the swaying of the elephant's shoulders;
and now you want me to climb
on a jackass? Try to be serious.
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