On remembrance of love

‘Love first learned in a lady’s eyes’

Lies not idle but will fuel

The dormant lust that rests in a man

So that it burns with a double power.

Love thus born in a lady’s eyes

Falls as a spark to catch a man’s lust,

Which flames up with a double power,

And exhausts the energy stored.

Whether the love born in her eyes

Lives or dries, the man’s lust, kindled,

Will never die; instead it inspires.

He lives on the remembrance of love.

31.10.2009