The Beauty Between You And Me

I see you drawing near, tentative,

with the world entire in your eyes concealed,

with thoughts like a street

the walls of which with writings are filled.

And longing is like birds in crowns

within which their songs resound.

I am afraid that each time with you

was the last.

But now... 

there is nothing

—but you—

and my heart is open to you;

in your presence

pain that rends me evanesces;

there is nothing

but

You

and

I

and

Beauty. 

The Beauty Between You And Me © Ladanseuse

Transl. „Krása mezi námi“, written in 1998, edited in 2021