This Love

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This Love

So violent

So fragile

So tender

So hopeless

This Love

Beautiful like the day

Bad like the weather

When it's a bad day

This love so real

This love so beautiful

So happy

So merry

So pathetic

Like a child trembling with fear in the darkness

and so sure of itself

Like a calm man in the middle of the night

This love that scares the others

That makes them talk

That turns them pale

This love closely observed

Because we observe it

Killed trampled finished denied forgotten 

Because we killed wounded trampled finished denied forgot it

This complete love 

So live still

All radiant

It's yours

It's mine

As it was

This thing always new

which has not changed

As real as a plant

As trembling as a bird

As warm, as lively like the summer

Both of us can

Leave & come back

We can forget

And then fall asleep again

We wake up old, suffering 

We fall asleep again

To dream the death

And wake up smiling & laughing

all young

Our love is there

Stubborn like a donkey

Vigorous like the desire

Cruel like the memory

Stupid like the regrets

Soft like the memory

Cold like the marble

Pretty like the day

Delicate like a child

It looks at us smiling

It speaks to us with out a word

And I listen all shivering

And I cry

I cry for you

I cry for me

I beg 

For you for me and for all who love

and all who were loved

Yes, I cry 

For you for me and for all

Unknown

Stay there

Where you are

Where you were before

Stay there

Don't move

Don't go away

We who are loved

We have forgotten you

You will never forget us

We only have you in this world
Don't let us be cold

Staying so far always
And nowhere

Give us a sign of life

Later at the edge of the woods

In the forest of memory

Appear 

Give us your hand

And save us.

Translated by Jahooli Devi

French poem : Cet amour by Jacques Prévert

     (Image ©Sebastien Javelle)