Love poem by Sappho

Hearing you sweetly talking

and your sexy laugh

makes my heart fly up

in my breast.

Looking at you even a

second,

my voice won’t come

any more…

A little fire runs up

and over my skin;

my eyes can’t see, my

ears they roar…

And I seem

like I

could

die.

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