Two Halves
I go past throwing myself into all I find sweet,
All I enjoy,
All I find appealing to bring up,
To talk about,
To share..
‘Cause I don't want him to stumble on all that reminds him of poison.
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.
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And I simply nodded tonight…
And a faded smile
Was what I tried to hold on to,
When he held me tight in his strong arms and said:
"You and I are two halves of a predestined unity, darling! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Haleh Esmailian. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Thank you. I appreciate that. And I read your poem called Love and. enjoyed the paradoxes!