Your voice is quiet, your slender body,
I loved everything about you without getting tired.
How sweet were those lips
I keep everything in myself, not forgetting.
Not every person has talent
Fall in love with the soul without touching the body.
And spawn a spark like a ramp,
And so that this spark would warm up so much.
How much vulgarity and filth,
Not a drop of shameful shame.
And there is not even an ounce of that fear
Only lust is always one.
Alas, I am not able to understand
Attraction of bodies, arrogance of desires.
You are like an animal without a soul,
There are no such warming memories without a soul.
To love is the ability to feel and see
What is hidden there, inside you.
To love is an opportunity to dream, to rave with dreams,
Find out yourself within it.
Sometimes, we love murderously
As in the violent blindness of passions.
We often destroy our souls,
Attraction is always dearer to us.
Fall in love with the soul without touching the body
There is superiority, depth.
After all, superiority is far from the body,
And superiority is the soul!

Not every person has a talent ... to fall in love with the soul without touching the body ... but you do have such a talent?