Monday, December 05, 2005


When we have loved, my love,
Panting and pale from love,
Then from your cheeks, my love,
Scent of the sweat I love:
And when our bodies love
Now to relax in love
After the stress of love,
Ever still more I love
Our mingled breath of love.

Poem from the Sanskrit


Blogger Zoozan said...


10:03 am  
Blogger Rick said...

...a distant memory. Well done.

4:00 pm  
Blogger WDKY said...

I say, Vicar...

6:20 pm  
Anonymous Wendy said...

Exquisite...just beautiful

11:56 pm  
Blogger Mine is a Gin said...

I have a book full of these - Poems from the Sanskrit published by Penquin

1:15 am  
Blogger Jiva Berry said...

curious as to your source...

3:28 pm  

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