Union of a moment.
last two quarters of the sky
two clouds come wandering
two clouds aimlessly:
who knows where they come from!
arrive in the sky
stop suddenly surprises.
Both of you look at his face
the light of the first quarter;
in dim light
remember knowledge
two unknown.
is reminded that the coming and going of the two
island was dark,
in a region steeped in mist,
on the shores of the ocean in the afternoon.
Both join
does not unite:
left them a bit 'of separation.
Known wish to join,
unknown die of shame,
in their desire for union
appears half-moon
touch of two kisses
in the smile of shame,
two drooping eyelids
in shades of delicious dreams.
With the touch of two
both
they went off without a word.
tell the stories of the evening,
brought the news of the morning.
R. Tagore, from hard and soft.
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