Ishara Broadcast Radio Tv Station

Every Love

When it arrives on your doorstep, the first thing every love
asks is: can you jump from the window for me? Can you stab
your heart for me? Every love asks this: can you fly with me,
with only the stumps of your arms?

When love arrives on your doorstep, it will not leave soon.
It has to go to some mountain or valley. To an ocean or river.
It comes to your house out of the blue, and wants to know if
you will come along to drown with it or not.

Every love gives you enough time to die for it.

A change of season
Exposes something
Hidden in her fear:
A way across that island
Lit by the pain in her eyes

The desires of the heart have gotten washed out with tears
even after being faithful I have been left in solitude

Life has become just a thirst
the stories of love have been left incomplete

perhaps this will be his last cruelty
thinking this I have suffered each cruel act of his

I have erased my identity for him but
the distances between us have remained..