by Julie Delvaux
I want to love you, but I know not, how;
To call your name - but is there such a name
That may become you? To the spheres above
I now entrust the knowledge of the same.
I barely hope and yet I almost fear,
They will have found the word and then (alas!)
I will gain power over you to bear -
The power that no mortal ever has.
Translated from Russian by the author
Copyright ©:Julia Shuvalova
Last updated May 02, 2015