My eyes want to kiss your face.
I have no power over my eyes.
They just want to kiss your face.
I flow towards you out of my eyes,
A fine heat trembles round your shoulders,
It slowly dissolves your contours
And I am there with you, your mouth
And everywhere around you -
I have no power over my eyes.
Solveig von Schoultz (1907 - 1996) Sweden
Translated by Moses Kent Borinaga
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