New Love
I have learned
to dream again,
dance cloud dances,
wear a dress of sunset red,
thirteen veils of air
that swirl around me.
It is raining flowers-
why
does nobody notice?
I shake a few butterflies from my hair,
smile at the old Chagall,
and fly off to meet you.
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I wrote this poem in German when I had just fallen in love with the man who is now my husband. Translated it into English 30 years later.
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