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Courage
Looking at her
I cannot dislodge her face
from her soul behind it.
Her look is always first,
overwhelming my brain
that's struggling to ward off
her expression.
I am trying not to see but
to feel her being and her generosity.
It is so powerful
I feel like capitulating,
declaring myself satisfied
with what we established,
aware of my inability
to match her force.
The beauty would lie
in the courage to refrain
from further sweet satisfaction
in lieu of more infatuation and equal
if not greater subsequent agony.
feedback van andere lezers- ivo
als de passie wint is de rede die verliest ...
- killea
Passionate, beautiful Jurgen
xx
j - alie_jankind
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voor mij is het prettiger als je strofen neerzet,
maakt het geheel makkelijker leesbaar
Looking at her
I cannot dislodge her face
from her soul behind
Her look is always first
overwhelming my brain
that's struggling to ward off
her expression.
I am trying not to see
to feel her being
and her generosity
It is so powerful ...
groeten
- secret
Mooi gedicht
graag gelezen
In strofen lezen is ook voor mij prettiger
staat ook mooier vind ik dan
liefs Jurgje: Dank je wel, secret!
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