Dialogue --Pierre Martory

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Dialogue

He says  I look at you like the image of myself
He says  I am the mirror and the two sides of the mirror

He says  You belong to me as I own myself
He says  I don't want to be yours or mine

He says  I enter as a meteorite and I burn your forests
He says  I am inside when I am outside

He says  I build you and I transform you
He says  What I have found I do not change

He says  I have but to touch you and we are one
He says
      I touch you and the sky separates itself from the waters
      Birds settle in the trees
      For they are waiting for that moment since the moment
      When pushing open the door of the days
      Birds settled in the trees
      Each one finding under a cloud the cloud
      Where it could gather its impatience and break it
      For they were waiting for that moment since the evening
      When shaking off the sand at the garden gate
      You arrived singing hymns
      Naked as your smile
      Haloed with words
      And I held out my hand waiting
      At the bottom of the days the clouds the gardens
      For the snow to melt between your lashes
      The birds to enter the trees
      The sky to separate itself from the water
      For you to touch me.

--Pierre Martory, translated by John Ashberry