Ringing On and On…
The telephone is ringing...ringing on and on
You are to come to me today
I spent the whole morning with the orchids--
Impatience seems to be blooming
for thousands and thousands of years
in deep violet flowers
For you my deepest of love still!
In my thoughts of self-created loneliness
I reach out to you, you only
You are there and there you are
in all my existence
Suddenly I desire,
The salty taste of your lips sweeps away
The careful decorations of ignored Ahalya:
The stone woman
brimming with speechless dialogue
Who will lead her in the prehistoric forest
With what trust? Today you were to come
But the phone rings--
Rings on and on, and
I know you will say:
"Sorry, can't make it today."
You are to come to me today
I spent the whole morning with the orchids--
Impatience seems to be blooming
for thousands and thousands of years
in deep violet flowers
For you my deepest of love still!
In my thoughts of self-created loneliness
I reach out to you, you only
You are there and there you are
in all my existence
Suddenly I desire,
The salty taste of your lips sweeps away
The careful decorations of ignored Ahalya:
The stone woman
brimming with speechless dialogue
Who will lead her in the prehistoric forest
With what trust? Today you were to come
But the phone rings--
Rings on and on, and
I know you will say:
"Sorry, can't make it today."
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