Missing you…
'Missing you' poem by young Azerbaijani poet Zaur Suleymanov for all who loves and is loved.
My darling, my beloved, you know well about
That I love you much, you are in my thought
How beautiful to keep this love, the saint
Without you this life is really vain
You are my sun, you are my winter rain
Whatever I get, whoever I met
You will be my only, only life-mate
You are my water, you are my bread
I am unhappy, when you are upset
I am ready to lose everything instead
I am proud to live this story as hero
I watch this world on you like a mirror
If I had a chance to live more and more
I would devote it to you again so
You are my angel, innocent, holy
Sacred and saint, whom I love purely
What I want to say merely, truly
Is just I can't live without you, solely
Me and the Moon, we are both alone
I am following every hour which is gone
I am outside of my small cabin
The December wind is roughly blowing
Such a happy sense, so wonderful feeling
This eternal love is worth than everything
So I am fond of you, I can't stop it
You impress my spirit, like a drug addict
I can't predict, that I could avoid it
Your breath blows into me as wind
And flows slowly into my blood
Either on a desert or on a mount
Why it is so hard, just like a wound
To whisper that pleasant sound:
"I have fallen in love with you,
I am fond of your beauty, I adore you"
Come up, move beyond the all limits
Let me stare at you for million minutes
To sink into your eyes, to follow all your mimics
To get me into your depth, to write more lyrics
To feel your breath, your melodic voice
To depend on you, to lose my choice