Come my Beloved
come don’t turn away from me
come my deceitful Moon!
Look at this forlorn and thirsty lover
come my drunken Sweetheart!
You are my life, my senses
you are everything!
Be the rising Moon in my dark nights
I am thirsty for your light.
Use my hands, look through my eyes listen with my ears.
You are the soul of every living thing.
Come, come back dancing like the rays of the Sun
and chase away the shadows.
You are the banner of the New World
and the mind is at your feet.
Come back my love
My broken heart cannot bear more passion
no more promises
I've had enough of sleepless nights
of my unspoken grief
of my tired wisdom
Come my treasuremy breath of life
Come and dress my wounds and be my cure.
Enough of words
Come to me without a sound
Rumi
come don’t turn away from me
come my deceitful Moon!
Look at this forlorn and thirsty lover
come my drunken Sweetheart!
You are my life, my senses
you are everything!
Be the rising Moon in my dark nights
I am thirsty for your light.
Use my hands, look through my eyes
You are the soul of every living thing.
Come,
and chase away the shadows.
You are the banner of the New World
and the mind is at your feet.
Come back my love
My broken heart cannot bear more passion
no more promises
I've had enough of sleepless nights
of my unspoken grief
of my tired wisdom
Come my treasure
Come and dress my wounds and be my cure.
Enough of words
Come to me without a sound
Rumi
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