Happy Valentines (Everyday Is Valentines Since I Met You)

The Path I’ve Chosen To Travel

Somewhere I Have Never Traveled, Gladly Beyond Any Experience
Your Eyes Have Their Silence
In Your Most Frail Gestures Are Things Which Enclose Me
For Which I Cannot Touch Because They Are Too Near

Oh, If Your Wish Be To Close Me
I And My Life Will Shut Very Beautifully
Suddenly As When The Heart Of This Flower Imagines The Snow
Carefully Everywhere Descending

I Do Not Know What Is It About You That Closes And Opens
Only Something In Me Understands The Voice Of Your Eyes Is Deeper Than All Roses
Nobody, Not Even The Rain, Has Such Small Hands

The Reason Why I Love You?

I Do Not Love You As If You Were Salt-Rose, Or Topaz,
Or The Arrow Of Carnations The Fire Shoots Off.
I Love You As Certain Dark Things Are To Be Loved,
In Secret, Between The Shadow And The Soul.

I Love You As The Plant That Never Blooms,
But Carries In Itself The Light Of Hidden Flowers;
Thanks To Your Love A Certain Solid Fragrance,
Risen From The Earth, Lives Darkly In My Body.

I Love You Without Knowing How, Or When, Or From Where.
I Love You Straightforwardly, Without Complexities Or Pride;
So I Love You Because I Know No Other Way

Than This: Where I Does Not Exist, Nor You,
So Close That Your Hand On My Chest Is My Hand,
So Close That Your Eyes Close As I Fall Asleep.