A White sculpture

Today I woke up - we were kissing with you.
But just for one time - Roden's sculpture emerged,
Francesca with Paolo - I have reviewed,
killed by a jealous husband, though lips never merged.

They read about Guinevere's love - Lanchelot.
But I liked the Psyche-Amur sculpture more.
Though I will not use a lamp to burn your nerves,
For me you are Amur, let scared sisters go.

You are with wings - that's it! We soar like Psyche.
Our heavenly sex will end in bed, ecstatic.
Since morning the goddess despite all known canons
of a rocky bottom - in sky will weave patterns!

And you are my Beauty! Long-awaited bliss!
I prayed in the morn, frequented Eucharist.
God merged me with you, like air with earth, - a present!
O2 - Rada-Kryshna - we soar together!

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А сегодня проснулась - и мы с тобой целовались.
Только разик один, и возникла скульптура Родэна,
И я после узнала, что это Паоло с Франческой,
Что погибли от ревности мужа, а губ не касались.

А читали они про любовь Ланчелота с Гвинервой.
Но скульптура Психея-Амур мне понравилась больше.
Но светильником я не желаю обжечь тебе нервы,
ты Амур для меня, хоть пугают чудовищем сёстры.

А ты с крыльями - вот! И пархаешь со мной как Психея.
И небесный наш пол завершится экстазом в постели.
И богиня с утра вопреки всем известным канонам
Каменистого дна снова в небе сплетает узоры!

Ты моя Красота! Ты мое долгожданное счастье!
Я молилась с утра, я ходила исправно к Причастью.
Меня Бог с тобой слил - словно воздух с землей - как награду!
И мы вместе парим - как О2 - Крышнеобог роду Рады!

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Dear Liza Your poem expresses what human love should truly be: a fulfillment of both people that releases them from petty cares, selfish impulses, doubts and hesitations, and most importantly links the physical with the spiritual, as you do in the last stanza, so that human love runs parallel to divine love and both participate in redemption. This is how lovers show the way back to the Garden, when God presided over the happiness of Adam and Eve, creating a trio of human/divine
love. // You use 4 pairs of legendary lovers: Dante's pair is the most tragic and short-lived; it's heart-breaking. But Lancelot and Gwenevere's was long-term fidelity, they made their hearts merge into one heart. In the end they part voluntarily to do penance for their sin but the love only shows its strength in their moral decision: they are preparing themselves for a soul-love reunion after death. And your last pair Radha and Krishna is truly a divine-human affair. // I love both the
physical excitement and the spiritual poise in your poem. The poem begins with Rodin's sculpture, heavy marble, earth-bound; then L. and G. who escape from a dull, soul-less  world and revive their spiritual selves. Lovers are no longer held like Rodin's heavy marble stature to the earth,
they are in flight, light-hearted, joyous, fortified by prayer and faith, already living a blessed life
in the flesh but imbued with the spirit. Your poem has such idealism in it!! And I am totally persuaded!! // I just re-read THE WHITE SCULPTURE and experienced your special LEAPING POETRY.  (I don't want to let go of this poem by you!)