Amemonos

I sought my soul, eagerly your soul
I sought the virgin who on my forehead
Touched with her lips sweetly
In the feverish insomnia of love

I sought the pale and beautiful woman
Who visits me in dreams since childhood
To share my affection with her
To share my pain with her

As in the sacred solitude of the temple
Without seeing God, one feels His presence
I sensed your existence in the world
And like God, I adored you without seeing you

I didn't ask or know your name
I didn't know where I would find it
But your soul was close to mine
More like a premonition than an illusion

To love is to deceive the mind
In the fragrance of the lost Eden
To love, to love is to carry wounded
With a celestial dart the heart