febrero 28, 2011

When I love

When I love
I feel that I am the king of time
I possess the earth and everything on it
and ride into the sun upon my horse.


When I love
I become liquid light
invisible to the eye
and the poems in my notebooks
become fields of mimosa and poppy.

When I love
the water gushes from my fingers
grass grows on my tongue
when I love
I become time outside all time.


When I love a woman
all the trees
run barefoot toward me…

Nizar Qabbani

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