The Weary Caress of a Portrait

1
You are the reflection of all my past love,
Full of energy, youth, and thirst for life.
And inside, a piercing sense of a sparkling game,
A feeling of connection through past lives.
How many touches have we shared?

2
And in this life, will there be
Anything more between us than glances
At each other in the dim light of this cinema hall?
My thoughts are filled with you alone,
Another devotion to Aphrodite.

3
Why do I need a world where I cannot touch you?
The thaw drips, extinguishing the fire of a cigarette,
While a flame ignites within me, perhaps
Born of misunderstanding and surrender to feeling.
But what if I kill the sprouts of love once more?

4
And what if I do not worship eternal love,
But simply kill the deepest part of myself
And return to the path of ordinary existence,
Where there is no place
For the weary caress of your portrait?

2025

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