Dave's Fave's
Dave, you are my ONE.
You, mine, my love,
See, sweet, the bird-trap set with my own hand.
See the birds of Punt,
Let us watch my handiwork,
My heart strives to reach the heights of your love.
Perfume a-wing
Descending on Egypt.
The two of us, together in fields.
Even when the birds rise
Wave mass on wave mass in great flight
I see nothing, I am blind
Caught up as I am and carried away
Two hearts obedient in their beating
My life caught up with yours
Your beauty the binding.
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Without your love, my heart would beat no more;
Without your love, sweet cake seems only salt;
Without your love, sweet "shedeh" turns to bile.
O listen, darling, my heart's life needs your love;
For when you breathe, mine is the heart that beats.
translated by Ezra Pund and Noel Stock.
Celebration of Love
