Love knows no limitation.
If it is heaven you call
To embrace airy nothingness,
Earth is far better.
Do we need a world
Where there is nothing to transcend,
No horizon to see beyond? No love, no.
We need them more while we pass.
We need them no less than eternity
To feel that we have crossed them.
As ours is a love so delicately refined,
So unprejudiced unearthly love on earth,
Come to my arms my angel
And feel secure there in.
Come, press your lips on mine
And whisper the psalms of love.
Come, come rest on my bosom
And drink from the cosmic stream.
Come, let us two join
And give form to the divine.
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