Anew

Anew

When will it be again the day, my beloved
Journal of separation closed, folded

When will it be, much pained and sorrowed, freed
New way of life, constructed
 
With high and low of this world
If you could, dealt, tolerated
 
Or each time I want you, God forbid!
Make excuses and evade much, deny me

When will it be, your face turned away, angered and vile’d
Elsewhere, way of love and place found

When will it be, with much devotion, come to me
With coquetries, and elegantly statured

When will it be, hundred times anxious’d
give life, soul, and glamour’d

When will it be, in the lyrics of a good song
image of dance you’d become

When will it be, wanting, silken bed
In my embrace, be placed

Happy, like waves of kisses
your lips’ buds, opened

Near a shore, like the lighthearted
peacefully in heaven rested

Radiantly roused,
ecstasy of the dreamed remembered

At time of departure, with heart grieved
Your shoes, brought to wear, on your feet

Sweet kisses, remembered
To meet again another day, promised

 

Footnote:

The original Persian poem by Manouchehr Saadat Noury

The Blog Image, In Bed The Kiss 1892, by Henri Toulouse Lautrec

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