Verses translated by Julia Kalman
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In the first light, when dawn’s soft glow,
I kissed your lips, my love, aglow,
Whispered, “Do you feel it too?”
Your breathless gasp, “Oh yes, I do.”
As whispers danced upon the breeze,
In every sigh, our passion seized,
Brooks murmured secrets ‘neath the trees,
And all around, desire teased.
Entwining ivy, in the moon’s soft gleam,
Caressed each branch in a lover’s dream,
Trembling with need, a silent scream,
They beckoned, “Take me,” in moonlight’s beam.
Paired flowers in the fragrant glade,
In intimate embrace, their petals swayed,
Released their scent, in passion’s cascade,
And whispered softly, “Take me,” they bade.
Clouds painted the sky with hues so bold,
In twilight’s embrace, our passion told,
Never before such ecstasy, so untold,
As they whispered gently, desire uncontrolled.
As twilight dimmed the colors bright,
The stars winked, a promise in the night,
In their silent sparkle, passion alight,
They whispered softly, “Take me,” in delight.
Chloe, do you recall the hour divine,
When our bodies merged, in rhythm’s line?
My soul soared high, with yours, entwined,
In that moment, our passions combined.
A lifetime of ecstasy, like a flowing stream,
Sunrise, sunset, in passion’s sweet dream,
The scent of flowers, in passion’s gleam,
In every moment, our desire, supreme.
If the gods were to descend, they’d find,
In your loving arms, a solace kind,
Even as pilgrims, in desire’s bind,
They’d see our passion, in each other’s eyes.
But they’d see beyond, into the deep,
Where passion’s essence, forever leaps,
Burns bright and fierce, in every sweep,
In every moment, desire’s secrets to keep.
As the last glow faded from the sky’s embrace,
I walked, enraptured, in passion’s grace,
Praising God for you, for us, in this space,
For the fire that binds us, in every embrace.
Amidst the storm’s fury, I found my release,
Beneath a laurel tree, where passion’s whispers cease,
In the darkest night, our desires increase,
For our love, my dear Chloe, will never cease.
(Johann Georg Jacobi 1740–1814)
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