The end was quick and bitter.
Slow and sweet was the time between us,
slow and sweet were the nights
when my hands did not touch one another in despair but in the love
of your body which came
between them.
And when I entered into you
it seemed then that great happiness
could be measured with precision
of sharp pain. Quick and bitter.
Slow and sweet were the nights.
Now is bitter and grinding as sand-
'Let's be sensible' and similiar curses.
And as we stray further from love
we multiply the words,
words and sentences so long and orderly.
Had we remained together
we could have become a silence.
Quick And Bitter
Yehuda Amichai
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Poem topics: I love you, despair, happiness, pain, silence, time, together, long, great, touch, sharp, stray, body, I miss you, sweet, bitter, slow, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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