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“It is as if I had made you believe In me once again It is as if you knew I was your true love It was as if I didn't have to know In this life All you were to me Was that flower”

Quote by Dorothea Lasky

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Rome: Poems

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Dorothea Lasky
Dorothea Lasky

Dorothea Lasky is an American poet born on March 27, 1978. Her poetry is known for its unique style and profound exploration of themes such as personal identity, religious faith, and gender issues. Lasky's work has gained widespread recognition in the literary world and has won multiple awards. more

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“If you fall for a dark-eyed beauty, pretty as a picture, with lips as sweet as a luscious rasberry, and a gentle face, unrumpled by kisses, like an apple-blossom petal in May, and she becomes your love—then do not say that love is yours: even though you cannot tire of her rounded breasts, of her slender frame that melts in your embrace like wax before a flame. . . . The day will come, that cruel hour will come, the fatal moment will come, when he face will fade, rumpled by kisses, her breasts will no longer quiver at your touch: all this will come to pass; and you will be alone with your own shadow amidst the sunscorched deserts and the dried up springs, where flowers do not bloom and the sunlight plays on the dry skin of a lizard; and you might even see the hairy black tarantula’s lair, all enmeshed in the threads of its web . . . And then your thirsting voice will be raised from the sands, calling longingly to your homeland. --- But if your love is otherwise, if her browless face has once been touched by the black blemish of the pox, if her hair is red, her breasts sagging, her bare feet dirty, and to any extent at all her stomach protrudes, and still she is your love—then that which you have sought and found in her is the sacred homeland of your soul.”

“I love the quiet beauty of the night sky," she continued thoughtfully, "filled with mystery and starlight, but there is something magical about the dawn. It is strange, When the sky begins to lighten and soft colors first appear, the transition is so gentle you hardly notice it. But if you are aware enough to observe, if you take the time to really be a part of the transformation, it feels..." Her explanation trailed off. She found it difficult to find the words to properly describe the wonder she felt as she experienced the very common daily occurrence. "It feels like it possesses all the possibilities of life," Avenell offered quietly. Lily turned in place. She slipped her arms around his naked torso and tipped her head back to look into his face. Her smile was so wide her cheeks ached, but she did not hold back. Her joy in the past few months had grown by leaps and bounds, and only because of how much she had seen her happiness reflected in the man she loved. Love flowed freely between them as he lowered his head to take her mouth in a kiss that was slow and deep.”

“प्रेम मनुष्य को अपने से परे देखने की शक्ति देता है। प्रेम किसी से भी हो गया हो, मनुष्य से अथवा वस्तु से; किन्तु वह प्रेम सच्चा होना चाहिए। अन्तःकरण की तह से उठता हुआ आना चाहिए! वह स्वार्थी, लोभी या धोखेबाज़ नहीं होना चाहिए। राजकन्ये, सच्चा प्रेम हमेशा निःस्वार्थी होता है, निरपेक्ष होता है। फिर वह फूल से किया गया हो या किसी जीव से। प्रकृति की सुन्दरता से हो या माता-पिता से। प्रीतम या प्रेयसी से किया हो अथवा वंश, जाति या राष्ट से! निःस्वार्थ, निरपेक्ष, निरहंकार प्रेम ही मनुष्य की आत्मा के विकास की पहली सीढ़ी होती है। इस तरह का प्रेम केवल मनुष्य ही कर सकता है!”

“Though we were still half a room apart, I felt her: the tiny, coppery hairs on her arm that rose to attention when she was cold or aroused; the beautiful landscape of gooseflesh that was shivering across her skin beneath her robe; the flowery, powdery scent of that skin, as complicated as music. The faint freckles scattered across her cheeks and nose: I was falling into them, as though they were the starry summer sky.”