Could this be real,
That love has awoken
Without Cupid's bow
And stabbed a maiden's
Heart with the arrow
All alone, or even a spear.
They saw him in the
Plains insane with
Love, no sandals on
His bare feet, on a
Chase unstoppable,
Till her chest he
Found. There he fell
Bow in hand and stuck
the spear in her naked chest.
The woman stuck chest out,
Crying Oh how I love
Jesus because he first
Loved me and you last.
Hence here I die for
We two, like Siamese
Twins are bound together
Till he returns. So kiss
Me so that I do not die
For nothing like Him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem