"LOVING ADVANCE "
Not the intimacy of your brow fair as a feast
or custom in your body, still mysterious
and tacit girl
nor the sequence of your life taking words or silence for so mysterious
be like watching your dream
involved in the vigil of my arms.
Virgin again, miraculously, by the absolving
sleep, still and sparkling
like a lucky
choice of memories, I'll
that shore of your life that you yourself do not have.
Cast into stillness,
perceive that last beach of your being
and I'll see for the first time, perhaps,
as God must see,
the fiction of time,
without love, without me.
or custom in your body, still mysterious
and tacit girl
nor the sequence of your life taking words or silence for so mysterious
be like watching your dream
involved in the vigil of my arms.
Virgin again, miraculously, by the absolving
sleep, still and sparkling
like a lucky
choice of memories, I'll
that shore of your life that you yourself do not have.
Cast into stillness,
perceive that last beach of your being
and I'll see for the first time, perhaps,
as God must see,
the fiction of time,
without love, without me.
Jorge Luis Borges Moon opposite
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