You — unforgettable — are so forgetful!
You look like a smile of yours when graced upon me.
Should I say more — more handsome than golden dawning!
Should I say more — unique in all creation!
By Love you’re held a prisoner of passion!
As fair as by Chellini sculptured chalice.
My friend, allow me in ancient manner
Tell you about love, among all loves, the gentlest:
I love you. Wind is howling in the fireplace.
I’m still, I’m staring at the raging fire —
I do love you. My love is strong and pure.
I speak the language of the true and virtuous.
Friend, all will pass. Hands squeezing temples harder —
Life will release, young prisoner of passion.
And Love will set you free, yet the auspicious
And sailing voice of mine shall proudly thunder
That once upon a time there lived and wandered
You, unforgettable, and so forgetful!
Marina Tsvetaeva
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| Photo by Petra Teeuwsen |

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