Poem

Rest thus your head on my arm
that from your forehead to your lips my eye
may glide along the bridge of your nose
Rest thus your head
I rest my hand on your lips
be still

Translated by Theo Hermans

GEDICHT
Leg uw hoofd zo in mijn arm
dat van uw voorhoofd naar uw mond mijn blik schuive
over de kam van uw neus
Leg uw hoofd zo
ik leg op uw mond mijn hand
wees rust
(Contributed by Rozita on Wednesday, February 9th, 2011)
 
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