He is a god in my eyes-
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you-he
who listen intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can’t
Speak-my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,
hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body
and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn’t far from me.
.
( Sappho )
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http://www.bopsecrets.org/gateway/passages/sappho.htm
http://www.sappho.com/poetry/sappho2.html
http://allpoetry.com/poem/8449347-He-is-more-than-a-hero-by-Sappho